Thursday, March 24, 2011

An outburst of the soul

Weekday mornings are pretty mundane and repetitive.  I get up, exercise, have some breakfast and coffee, get the kids up, get them dressed, take them to school and head to work.

But there are wonderful little moments that fill me with tingles.  Like when I first open the door to Josie's room.  She's usually half awake, but still lying comfortably in her bed, sucking on her two middle fingers.  When she hears the door open, she pops her head up and gives me this impish grin.  She's got this hilarious mop of hair that sticks up all over the place in the morning, and these chubby cheeks, and big blue eyes that crinkle up when she smiles at me. 

So. Fucking. Cute.

I sing-song, "good mooooorning, sweetheart!"

She giggles and plops her head back down on her mattress for an impromptu game of peek-a-boo.  Then she stands up, holds out her arms for me to pick her up, and gives me a huge hug.

Every morning I get this gleeful reception from her.  It makes my whole day.

Zeke is similarly full of love, especially these days, with the unending stream of "I love you, Mama."  He's happy to see me, he's happy to see Josie. 

"Good morning, Jo-si-jo-jo-jo-beany-bean-bean!"

Constantly giving both of us hugs and kisses.


They kill me with the cute.

Usually, when I drive them to school, I keep the radio down low and we talk.  But today when I turned on the car, the radio was already on.  Mumford & Sons' The Cave was playing.

After a couple of seconds, Zeke said, "I like this song, Mama."  So I turned it up.  "So do I, sweetie.  Let's listen to it."

In the rearview mirror, I could see him sort of bobbing his head with the beat as he looked out the window.  Josie started singing as well, imitating what she was hearing on the radio, but punctuating it with the occasional "E-I-E-I-O."

We drove along, listening to this cool song, each in our own little world that the music created for us.  And I was filled with a sudden burst of intense adoration for my children, and a hope that they would grow up to love and appreciate and maybe play music, as I do. 

And maybe I teared up, just a little.

It was another one of those moments.


  1. Yah, when kids are sweet they can make you feel like your heart is just going to explode, you love them so much. It's amazing.

  2. That's lovely. I'm a little teary-eyed for you.

    I can only relate to this if I swap out your kids with my dogs. Not the same thing, I know, but they've caused my heart to swell on occasion. And I think they'd like Mumford & Sons, if they weren't so hooked on that Ke$ha chick.

  3. Lisa - it is amazing. They're so much work and sometimes they cause me so much stress, but they make my heart melt every day and I can't imagine life without them.

    freckledk - Thanks! And I always had similar feelings for my dogs as well. Love is love. But if your dogs are Ke-dollar sign-ha fans, I'm a little worried for them.

  4. Michelle L.6:56 PM

    Awesome song, what a gift. Thank you! Will you add a "What I'm listening to" tab? Pretty please?

  5. Michelle -- honestly, what I'm listening to is not remotely original or interesting. It's whatever is playing on the radio station that Jason listens to in the car (either the local alternative station or Sirius Alt Nation), or what he listens to via the music channels on DirecTV (usually alternative again). When I'm picking a station, it's NPR 9 times out of 10. Maybe I'll do a little side box with Zeke's pick of the week, though -- that could be cute.