Boogers and Bananas

Boogers or Bananas. That's what Kevin thinks I should rename my blog. Smallest boy loves bananas. Seriously, he can eat muliple bananas everyday and he goes nuts everytime we pass them in the grocery store. So, at least once a day Kevin or I ask, "What's that on the baby's face?" The response is always the same. "It's either boogers or bananas."

We spent last week at the beach. 8 days of bliss. It was the best vacation ever. Seriously, it was absolutely perfect weather, the boys played outside all day everyday, and we had sweet friends to hang out with all week. Of course, with three little boys under five there is chaos. Always. We find calm in that chaos though. It is our norm. One day we went on the beach late in the evening. There were only a handful of other people out. As we walked  I was overwhelmed with the blessing of my family. This man, God gave me, is my rock and these sons of ours bring us joy every single day. They are my biggest ministry. My personal mission is to teach my children the love of Christ and the power of the cross. There are so many things that need my attention. So many things that demand my time and energy. However, no matter what gets left by the wayside or dropped off my too full plate- teaching them about Jesus' love for them will come first. Though I try my best to be exactly what God has called me to be for my boys.  I fail everyday. I get caught up in the meaningless, trivial, yet time-consuming things in our world.  God forgives me and He teaches me that even in my weakness He can be glorified. It is amazing how often the Lord uses my little men to show me his love and power.

Myers was a quiet 1 year old. He never said much and when he did it was only a few words. This shocked us especially coming after motormouth  Manning. As a baby and toddler, Myers was always more reserved, more cautious, more wary of strangers. Then, he turned two. The gate was opened and we have not had a moment of silence in the last year. He is the most talkative kid EVER. It is non-stop questions. "Momma, why you doing that?" "How you going to do it?" "Momma, how come you did it that way?" It's endless. I find it endearing and comical. God makes us mommas especially immune to nuisances of our own children.
His favorite place to ask questions is in the car. Usually I can respond right away and we can move on. However, the other day, the interrogation started and I was trying to pull into a gas station. Manuevering between traffic in the Wal-mart parking lot is not the time to be put in the hot seat. So I failed. I did not answer him in a timely manner. I was concentrating and just could not focus on his relentless questions. Patience is not his (or my) strong point. So after 92 unanswered questions, he yells, "Momma, answer me right now!"

I had to hide my laughter. I had to look away as I explained how he needed to be respectful. I could not help but think about where he got his persistence from me. ME!!! Right now, I have so many questions and I feel like I am constantly asking God for answers. That day, Myers helped me see how much I still have to learn. Just like I only answer Myers when I know the time is right- God only answers our prayers in His perfect timing. I pray that I will have patience as I wait on the answers that will shape our future.