Feeling Safe and Secure

It's Friday night, my husband Jim and my son Rudy left early this morning to go Elk hunting. Is it wrong to say Whew! It's just me and my 3 little girls home. They are content to have Turkey sandwiches and for whatever reason I feel like I can just relax. I don't even clean the house.
Tonight me and my girls turned up the music, grabbed our microphones and then sang and danced throughout the house. We had so much fun! We giggled and laughed until we were exhausted. As I write they have put their PJ's on and climbed in my bed. Of course they are sleeping with me. Their dad is gone and they know that means we all pile in together. I love it! Even if I get kicked or a flailing arm hits my face I still love it.
But I am a parent that whenever my kids come in my room and want to sleep with me I let them, whether it be because they are scared or cold. When they climb in and curl up to you and they feel warm and safe. They seem to fall asleep so fast. Oh how I love that.
It brings memories of my own childhood. I remember doing the same thing to my parents. I still can feel the warmth of my parents bed and security I felt when climbing into their old water bed. How lucky I am to have such great parents. Here I am 25 OK maybe 30, 35? Oh OK I just can't seem to say my real age.(Its because I danced and sang like a teenager tonight). I still love to climb into my parents bed and visit with my mom and dad. I know I had many conversations with my parents snuggling by them that shaped me to be the person I am today. It's the stillness of the night when you are laying there and can talk about anything. Did I say how much I love my parents!

My sweet moments of the week

I caught Asia singing while standing on the bar stool in front of the fridge. While looking in the fridge she was singing"I love Jesus and I KNOW he loves me" repeating it several times. She was so happy.

Rudy getting ready to go hunting and tells me "I am going to miss you tucking me into bed." Then he whispers don't tell dad or Jimmy I just said that.

Kylie grabbing my hand to hold and saying"I'm so glad you taught my class today" while we were walking with the class to the lunchroom.

I was volunteering for the book fair at my children's school and while I was there the nurse came in and told me that Savannah had fallen on her back on the monkey bars. She was OK but wanted to see me. The nurse sent her down to me and as soon as she saw me she started crying and ran to me. She told me how bad it hurt and how scared she was. After she cried for a minute she felt better and went to class. Now I know I just didn't change the world but to me that moment felt so important and I was so glad that I could just hold her for a minute and be there for her.