Tommy (four) and Tina (five) have recently developed a strong interest in hearing about the funny things they and their moms did when they were babies. Like when Tina reached out of her crib, grabbed the Zincofax, and treated the diaper rash in her hair, on her crib and onTommy. Arriving at the scene of destruction, Auntie Lisa grabbed her camera and snapped a picture. (There was, of course, the time that she and Maria washed their hair in Vaseline many years ago!)
Tommy likes to hear “My bouse!”, a story of Mommy and Auntie Maria when they were toddlers. Red, white and blue, the little flowered blouse with buttons in the back commanded special affection from Lisa–she even slept with it. Tommy likes to hear how Auntie Maria teased her about it, calling it her own. “No sister bouse!” Lisa howled in protest. I promised Lisa that I’d never let her sister wear her special blouse.
Wednesday night at supper, Maria says “I used to talk to you all the time when you were a baby.” Then I tell Tina, with mock indignation, that when graced with a mommy who talked to her all the time, Tina talked to her socks and the ceiling fan. Tina loves that story. (She now talks to Foot . . . .)
Tommy likes to hear about little Auntie Anna getting up one night and laying out pieces of bread on the stairs. (Was the toddler going to make lunches for the family?)
And he is so kind when I tell him of my visit to the NICU when he was a day old. I wanted to hold him, but when I so much as touched him he started crying. “It wasn’t your fault,” Tommy assures me.
I tell Tina how, at her second birthday party, she royally took leave of her public at the restaurant, visiting three tables peopled by strangers and bidding them farewell.
And what of their prayers? For grace on Wednesday night Tina neglects to mention the food, but she does pray, “Everybody has to listen to God.”
Tommy prays, “Help me be good at day care.” His behaviour is sometimes a challenge to the staff; may their Father in Heaven look with favour upon both Tommy’s and Tina’s prayers!
“Take heed that ye despise not one of these little ones; for I say unto you, That in heaven their angels do always behold the face of my Father which is in heaven.” Matthew 18:6