Thursday, December 16, 2010

God Given Right to Be Loved

I promise to spend a ridiculous amount of money on crayons and goldfish.

I promise not to notice the cracker smeared on my shirt and instead notice your tiny hands.

I promise to know all about princesses and construction trucks.

I promise to read the same book over and over again until I have it memorized.

I promise to let you chew on my coasters and smile at all the teeth marks.

I promise to play dress-up and not be embarrassed when the UPS Guy sees me in a tutu and cowboy hat.

I promise to go to the game even if I don't like sports and cheer louder than anyone else.

I promise to kiss all scrapes and bumps even if they are covered in dirt.

I promise to watch Barney and laugh when I can't fall asleep because the songs are stuck in my head.

I promise to be just as excited about playing peek-a-boo as I am about going shopping.

I promise to listen to Wheels on the Bus in the car and do all the motions.

I promise to use my purse to hold sippy cups and animal crackers and of course diapers.

I promise to forget the bad and remember the good. To spend more time playing and less time disciplining. To hold you at 3am and kiss you goodnight. Mostly, I promise to give these years of my life to you, after all you are only mine for a short time.

Signed: "Just a Mom"

4 comments:

Danielle said...

okay, why'd you have to go and make me cry like that?! how sweet! i hope you don't mind if i re-post this.

love you guys!

K said...

What a beautiful post! You all are doing a great job with these things - even though I'm sure you'd rather wear something than a tutu and cowboy hat! We love you and miss you. Come soon so we can have a "stay-up-the-night-away!"

Traci M said...

You really made me cry, Kira. I think I've hated being "just a mom" lately and I haven't played with my kids as much as I should.

Danielle said...

so you've been playing so much with the kids that you've forgotten about the blog?