This is one of those moments I never want to forget - I want to put it in my treasury of memories and the best way I know how is to document it so I won't forget the sweetness of it!
Lights are out.
Lullaby music is on - as is the nightlight nearby.
Little girls are getting settled into bed.
Mama is leaving the room when one whispers that she wants a book.
As I lean down to give her the book, she opens her heart ~ oh, the things she wants to talk about.
What are we having for breakfast? (me: Cereal.)
What is Daddy having for breakfast? (me: Cereal.)
What is Nathan having for breakfast? (me: I don't know, honey - he doesn't live at our house.)
Maybe he can bring some yogurt! (me: Yes, he does like yogurt doesn't he!)
I want Nathan to come to my birthday! (me: That is such a sweet idea, honey - but he lives a long way away and I'm not sure he'll be able to come for your birthday.)
((Sweet girl is stroking Mama's face as she is sharing all the dreams and thoughts of her small and sweet mind.))
I want Brianna to come to my birthday! (me: Well, that is up to her mommy.)
I want Luke to come to my birthday! (me: Again, that is up to Miss Grace, we can ask her.)
I want Rachel C. to come to my birthday! (me: Ok, I'll talk to her mommy.)
I want a lot of friends at my birthday! (me: I know, honey!)
I want to have a princess cake! (me: Do you want it to look like a castle or like a princess?)
Like a castle. (me: Do you want ice cream?)
No, Rachel wants ice cream. (me: Ok, Rachel wants ice cream.)
We're going to eat at our house, right - for my birthday? (me: Mmmmhmmm.)
What is Daddy going to have for my birthday? (me: The same thing you have! Cake and ice cream!)
Mama, will you sleep with me? (me: I can't honey - my bed is in the other room.)
I'm ready for you to go night night. (me: I love you very much, have a good sleep!)
Sweet, sweet Emily - what a treasure that you would so willingly and excitedly share your heart and dreams with me. It makes me want to be the best Mama in the world so that you are happy. It makes me want to do everything I can to make all of your dreams come true. It makes me wish we could snuggle together every night and I could listen to you sharing the things you hold dear.
I love you, my sweet girl!
Then, as I was laying in bed it dawned on me - is this how God feels when I want to tell Him what is on my heart? Oh, why don't I do it more often!