New Year, New Love

Well, we have officially closed the first day of 2011, and I must say that while I feel like I should have been more productive, i really enjoyed just being in the same room with my lovelies all day! My sister stopped by to bring a couple of gifts for our children, one was a little unicorn that a child can play nurse with. My creative child does not see a unicorn, she sees a dinosaur.  When I notice she isn’t carrying it around, I ask her where it is. “In the dirt room.” She tells me.  As my husband shoots me a puzzled look, I explain that the room our two year old is referring to is what I call the “mud room”.  And we both smile at the visual she has given us, of a dirt room.  There’s also the fifty seven or so times she goes to whichever of us is currently holding our son, climbs up into a spot next to us, leans in, kisses our baby, and tells us again how much she loves her “little brudder”.  And as I stand over all the dirty dishes in the sink, I think about all the years he and I spent together alone, and how this one day, this new year is changing the way I see him, the way I love him, adding so much more depth, meaning, and resolve to the fullness I thought could never increase. This is the best New Year’s Day yet, and that’s saying a lot!