Forgiveness in the Morning Light
As the sun rises in the early morning, there’s forgiveness in the morning light. All memories of the previous night, no matter how terrible, are forgotten in a cup of coffee. It’s a new day – new adventures, new moments to savor.
It took exactly two hours and forty-five minutes to get Cakes to bed last night. At 4:30 am, she awoke, took off her pajama pants, and shook her gate as if to summon me to her bedroom. I tried for thirty minutes to return her to dreamland until Coach offered to take over. He climbed into her bed, but within minutes brought her into our room. She promptly fell to sleep. I awoke with her toes in my mouth.
Luckily, she slept just long enough that I could enjoy a few moments of peace with my morning cup and prepare the house for preschool. Then she appeared and it was morning hugs, chocolate milk, & a banana.
Preschool was a whirlwind of activity — two of the boys took turns being sad and I saw the way that Cakes looked at me when I was comforting *Simon. I quickly called her to help me saying, “Can you give Simon a hug? He’s so sad.” It’s one thing to learn to share books and blocks — sharing your mom with other kids is a tough lesson.
Compared to last week, Babycakes was a totally different kid and I was so proud. After she waved goodbye and blew kisses to her new friends, we came inside to make lunch. I scooped her up, hugged her and said, “You were such a good girl at preschool today!” She looked me directly in the eyes and said…
“Mommy, I shared my toys.”
And it was true. She shared her house, her dog, her snacks, her mommy, & her toys without tears or tantrums. Perhaps that song I’ve been singing for the past few months has rubbed off!
It’s mine but you can have some
With you I’d like to share it
‘Cause if I share it with you
You’ll have some too