Thursday, June 2, 2011

Ode to Rivers

My sweet boy, monkey #2, is 4 today.  And for his birthday we celebrated with a cast change at Children's and a check-up with the ped.  Because it was his birthday we at least said "NO" to shots.  Figured it was the least I could do.  All three of my monkeys had birthdays right in the midst of our move so they all got a little jilted.  Just a little.  But not really.

Now that we made it through this whirlwind of a day with last minute doctors appointments and lessons, I find myself reflecting on my only son and how I love him.  Let me count the ways...

I love that he is fearless!  Bugs...no problem.  Diving boards...piece of cake.  He sees something he wants to do and makes it happen.  This most certainly comes with its challenges (ie a broken arm the weekend before our move), but I love it!  Being a bit of a fearful person naturally, he inspires me to tackle my hesitations and think a bit less.

 

I love his persistence.  He certainly doesn't give up easily.  Some call it stubborn.  I call it determined.  I love watching him swing a bat (or golf club) in the front yard, and swing, and swing some more, until he hits the ball exactly the way he wants.  He pushes through when its hard.  This, too, comes with challenges for his Momma.  But I love it and can already see it's redeemed nature.




 I love his sense of humor.  He makes me laugh out loud.  The way he sees the world and can articulate his perspective...brings joy to me.  And that slobbery laugh gets me every time!


I love how he loves his sisters...and how his sisters love him back.  He is the ultimate "big brother" (even though he is in the middle of the 3 monkeys).  Protective, engaging, encouraging.  No one can make P laugh like Riv can.  And TBird will be the first to tell you he is her best friend (most of the time).  A bully kid at the pool kept pushing TBirds head under the water.  Riv marched up to the kid, got in his face and said, "Don't touch my sister!"  Love it.  Keep it up, buddy.


I love that his Dad is his favorite person in the whole world!  Seriously.  No question.  I have to remind him sometimes that I am the one who carried him for 9 months in my own womb, birthed him, and stayed up every night for 8 months trying to coax him back to sleep.  He is yet unmoved by my sob story.  But I still love it that he adores his Dad.  Hope he always does.



I love how tough/resilient/unflappable he is.  Dude had an arm the shape of a Gumbie gone all wrong and did not cry.  Hardly complained.  Tough.   Dresses himself unassisted and one-armed, without being asked.  Resilient.  Wearing a cast while...yes, swimming.  And jumping off the diving board I'll add.  Unflappable.  I could learn a thing or two from that monkey.



(and yes, that would be stars and stripes forever...he is quite patriotic, I suppose)

There are so many other little things that come to mind when I think about the "isms" that make me smile.  His "excited face" when he gets a treat...

the "get all the wiggles out" dance...how much he loves to read (still can't turn him down)...how he can have an entire super-hero dialogue without talking to anyone in particular...his ability to turn anything and everything into a game...how he says "akawooly" (actually) after everything...how there is always a third and fourth option, even after being told numerous times to choose from the first two...



When he was a baby I started praying Micah 6:8 for him, that he would "do justly, love mercy, and walk humbly with your God."  The Lord is graciously leaning him that direction.

Somedays I need reminding that this is a pleasure.  Today I am reminded.  And cherishing the reminder.  Love you, buddy.  The Knights wouldn't be the same without you.

Oh, and just for fun...I had the privilege of making Rivers' birthday cupcakes (lizards on top...his idea) with the mixer my Mom and I cooked with when I was his age.  It still works!  It's still harvest gold!  It's no Kitchen Aid, but it sure is a precious piece of vintagey history. 


6 comments:

Melody said...

oh how lovely, and beautiful! what a dear little family, you knights!! happy birthday, riv!!

the stones said...

I love it. Keep up blogging. I miss pu already friend! *sigh* *tears*

The Shulls said...

love it! we miss you and it seems you left only yesterday... love the updates!!

Kitty Brown said...

Love the blog! Don't love that you're gone. Keep up the updates!!

Lisa said...

Love the concept, the set up, the photos and your reflections. Beautiful! Grateful for our reunion!

joyknight said...

I'm grateful as well, Lisa. And Birmingham folk, missing you all.