I guess Hubs and I have done our own growing right along with the boys. Learning to watch our words and reactions. Growing in our prayer lives (lots of growing there). Growing in appreciating the gifts that these two boys are.
We’ve learned to set aside our task lists so we can engage with the boys. We’ve adjusted our priorities.
Our lives are forever better with them in it.
I want to spend these next few years well. Investing in our boys . . . those late night conversations. Laughter over Settlers of Catan. Movie nights with homemade popcorn.
And laughing.
And listening.
I want to soak in every moment. Even when they’re driving me crazy with teen ‘tude.
Even when they won’t let me hug them anymore.
Even when they’d rather be with their friends than with Hubs and me.
As they run wild around the house (yes, they still do this).
Especially when they want to talk in the car. Around the dinner table. In their bedrooms at night.
I want to be intentional in being there to cheer them on as they compete and perform. To watch as they continue to grow into the men God created them to be.
Every moment with these two boys is a priceless gift.
And I want to cherish each one of them. Because before I know it, all the slots in those frames will be full. And the house will be very, very quiet.
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This article originally appeared at Jeanne Takenaka.
