
Last Wednesday {Leap Day and my newest niece's birthday!} I got to talk to Carrie on the phone! We usually plan to talk on the phone for about an hour once a week and that was our time! We had a great time catching up and it was relaxing and fun and pre-baby.
And, God was gracious in allowing my children to play so nicely during this time. Often, my children completely fall apart when I'm on the phone - but it was a gorgeous day and they were in and out enjoying it.
But they weren't just enjoying the day. They were
inspired.



They closed the curtains to the porch and worked away on their idea. When I got off the phone - one held one side of the curtains open and said, "
Look what we made for you!" While another waiting nearby started a CD player {that they had moved outside and set up} with soft Christmas music. And, a third rushed over to a pink chair prepared extra special - for who?
Me.
"
We wanted to plan something special for you because you are sad about Aunt Carrie being in the hospital."



Oh. my. They are listening and observing and even though it is more than being concerned for her being in the hospital, it is that I am not there and we've talked about my going and agreed all together that to wait is best.
If I were there with her in the waiting, I would have brought some little fun project to make, given her a pedicure, read books, sat quietly, played a game, watched a movie, listened, prayed, cried and hugged and loved on. I would have brought flowers and fresh fruit and any little comfort that would've encouraged her.



But, God knows and He is watching over both of us in different ways. And, oh - how He blessed me through those sweet children {blessings!} that afternoon.
They found a piece of fabric for a tablecloth, picked flowers and put them in the very cutest cup they could find, set out tea cups, poured the tea {milk} and fixed a snack of gum and chocolate chips, put on pretty music and even brought a painting out of my bedroom to decorate the porch.
They are watching. Emily passes me a tea cup with a tiny bit of milk and some chocolates {by now, Rachel has brought out the M&M's!} and I'm holding my camera and she asks if that interests me. I am so humbled. They are studying what interests me and hoping to encourage by showing that they have noticed. And, it really does encourage!


We sip our "tea" and eat our treats and Samuel drops his M&M's and chocolate chips into his milk and proclaims, "
Shhhhh - they are sleeping!"


I guess he wakes them up because he then begins fishing them out and getting milk all over. But his smiles and all the cheeks sprinkled with freckles are just complete beauty to me at that moment. And, the precious gift of love they poured into this time. How they have blessed.


And, how blessed I am to be their mama. When I struggle with the challenges of mothering, when I feel unappreciated and worn to a frazzle - may I be reminded of these sweet blessings. I would never want to miss these moments that God has given and it makes me thankful that I have these moments to treasure.