Joining along with Write Alm today. I was going to write something on my art blog but then something cute happened this morning that made me switch gears and share here.
Last night after work I went grocery shopping and along with the ‘usuals’ (I wish cucumbers grew in winter!) I bought some frozen waffles. I knew that with getting to bed late I’d want something easy to give the boys for breakfast. Sometimes the guilt of buying processed food kicks in and I put things back on the shelf, more often than not. But not this time. And this morning I popped those waffles into the toaster and it felt good to have something so easy to do. Upon bringing the boys their breakfast, Xman man said to me, “Mommy, did you make these waffles or are they boughten?” We both laughed.
Just yesterday we were reading Farmer Boy, part of the Little House series. At times I explain to the boys how some words we use now are not the same as years ago, ‘boughten’ being one of them, such as when Almanzo got ‘a boughten cap’ for Christmas.
In response to Xman I said with a smile and a laugh, “They are boughten. I guess I can’t tell you that you’re using the wrong word!” “Yep, that’s because it’s an old word”, he said with a smile.
It’s an exhausting job at times, this parenting thing. Making an easy breakfast so I can focus on more important things gives me the wherewithal to do things that I don’t always have the energy for. The immense amount of love in my heart gives me the strength to do it, even though I may just want to take the easy route with more important things. It pays off in simple ways that are so big: boys snuggle, they listen, they say ‘I love you’ out of the blue and give big hugs, they make their own snack and their brother’s as well when they know you need a simple break, they listen even when you aren’t sure they are and the things you say stick (so be careful what you say, Tamara!).
Parenting is a full-time job if you make it so but making it so means the pay-off is priceless.
Have a wonderful day. I am going to go eat some waffles that are boughten. 🙂
boughten waffles would be exciting in this house because my kids never get them 😉 but i agree, i love you sticks and i love hearing it from my kids, seeing their small displays of affection, hoping they keep up the habit.
It makes everything worth it. 😉
what beautiful writing. I keep trying to link in with writealm but find myself struggling to pull together a post. I read so many other blogs and it is obviously inspiring so many people to write fabulous things, I am trying to feel inspired rather than intimidated, and keep trying!
Thank you. I am not much of a writer nor do I intend to be a writer, but I use Write Alm as a jumping off point for thoughts. This is only the second time this month I’ve written as part of it. I felt a bit nervous the first time I wrote, but for this time, I just wrote like I would a regular post. I think maybe we get intimidated by the officiality of it all, you know what I mean. Like anything new, it can be a tough start, but the support and encouraging words of others makes it sooo worth it – do it! 🙂
Love little slices of life like this one where you step back and realize that your kids are probably not going to remember processed waffles in 20 years, but they will remember that you took the time to talk with them and joke with them over breakfast. So wonderful!
True words. Yes indeed. 🙂
Totally agree, the pay off is priceless. My little man loves boughten waffles too 🙂
Haha! Boughten waffles are yum!
If ‘boughten’ waffles mean you can make another part of your day easier and more available for your kids, then go for it!
So true. 😉