Every Sunday night when we put the boys to bed they hear the same phrase from me. I think it started about 2 years ago and I’ve used it every Sunday bedtime since.
In thanking the boys for a great weekend I tell them what I enjoyed about spending time together as a family, especially highlighting what it was that I liked about bonding with each of them individually.
Last night I thanked Harvey for the fun we had snuggled up on Saturday evening in his bed. He was sad that me and mum were going out for a meal so I got to snuggle up with him whilst he nodded off. I loved lying there feeling his breath on my face, his arm growing weightier across my shoulder as he fell into dreamland. As I lay there I recalled an older friend’s comments around his own father’s last words. His dads told him that in his latter years he would recall moments spent with his kids. He would recall the vivid feelings, emotions, smells, anything that helped him to relive the moment. I decided a while ago to take Kodak moments in my head of time spent with my kids. I thanked Harvey for a Kodak moment that will stay with me forever.
What did I thank Jasper for last night? Was it around the special bonding time we had on Saturday evening that consisted of his constant screaming and whinging as I tried to wash his hair? Strangely not! Was it around the tantrum of having to turn off the computer after his allotted time on Saturday morning? Or maybe it was around any of his other struggles this weekend in sharing, caring or doing as he was told! No, I thanked him for forgiving me when I lose patience, I thanked him for the way he enriches my life and the life of our little family, I thanked him for the unexpected hug he gave me on Sunday morning.
I love spending the weekend looking out for the things to mention at Sunday bedtime.
