eyes

Everyone know the secret of mothers.  We have eyes in the back of our heads.  They can’t be seen.  Then can’t be found.  But on the day that our children are born or adopted or put in our care we grow these special eyes. 

So this afternoon my kids were running around doing something, but I didn’t know what it was.  I couldn’t use the “back eyes”.  Know why?  Because Teagan kept coming up to the back of my head and using her tiny hands she was covering my “back eyes”.   I was trying with all my might to hold very still and not look because obviously it was important. 

I still don’t know what exactly they were doing, but I notice that the kitchen trashcan is very full and looks like the upstairs trash has been emptied into it.  Since we just had a little talk about working together to take care of the house, I”m wondering if my secret little helpers were busy being trashmen. 

I’m overwhelmed by whatever act of help they were offering, but I’m more moved and excited that Teagan had to cover my back eyes.  It brought a smile to my face and a joy to my heart that hasn’t been there in quite some time.

Thank you God for simple pleasures and special treasures like the belief of little children. 

Momofkrit and woj,

KT