Where’s My Kiddos?

When I first started writing stories about the boys, my mom was my audience.

All the old stories that I share about the boys, my mom read first.

My audience eventually expanded to include mothers-in-law, sisters, aunts, uncles, a cousin in Washington, some of my husband’s coworkers, my mom’s coworkers, more cousins… But my mom was my biggest fan, because she loved me, of course, but she absolutely adored the subject matter.

She never had a chance to read my blog.

But, today, in honor of my mom, I thought I would share a story from 2000. Elder would have only been four, but he already understood how grandmas worked and exactly who they worked for, one in particular…

Thursday night, as we were driving home from the babysitter, Elder announced, “Mom, we have to go to Maw-Maw Songbird’s tomorrow.”

“Oh, we do?”

“Uh-huh.  Because she’s gonna look around and say, ‘Where’s my kiddo’s?  I haven’t seen ’em in forever.’ So, we have to go to Maw-Maw’s tomorrow.  Okay?”

So, Elder went to Maw-Maw Songbird’s on Saturday, so that Maw-Maw wouldn’t be looking for her kiddos.  He’s so thoughtful that way.

And I wish every mother, grandmother, and woman who delights in looking for their kiddos a wonderfully blessed Mother’s Day!!

And for those missing the one who once looked for them, I hope you have a blessed, full-of-beautiful-memories Mother’s Day, too…




Nothing So Strong, Nothing So Gentle

American pastor Ralph W. Sockman once said, “Nothing is so strong as gentleness. Nothing is so gentle as real strength.”

Now, that’s the very definition of a mom.

After all, who else, after hours of physical agony and emotional upheaval, not only accepts the weight of her tormentor upon her chest but actually reaches eagerly for the miniature sadist?

That’s a mom.

Who teaches her child to tie his shoes and brush his teeth, understanding that the skills and independence she now imparts will eventually bring not only pride but certain heartbreak when he ventures into the world beyond her narrow influence?

That’s a mom.

Who allows the uncertain teenager to push against and pull towards their love with the same absolute trust and safety as the toddler wrapping tiny arms securely around her neck?

That’s a mom.

Nothing so strong as gentleness and nothing so gentle as true strength.

Well, of course, that’s a mom.

And I wish every mom a very happy Mother’s Day.