Oh, Blog. I did it again. Things have been crazy busy around here for the past couple of months, so I will give a very short recap and then get on with what I really want to write about. In the past three months we searched and searched for jobs. I took a job here and then two weeks later Deacon accepted a position in Fayetteville…. and then I quit my job. Lots of job stuff going on around here! Deacon is really excited about this opportunity though, so it was all well worth it.
We headed to Kentucky to hang out with family for Thanksgiving and had a great time visiting and taking in all of the holiday festivities up there. We went straight from there to Missouri to attend my friend Sasha’s beautiful wedding in the most adorable town I think I have ever been to. The whole place was bustling with Christmas cheer, complete with Charles Dickens characters walking the streets and colonial drummers tapping their cadence while the sweet sound of carolers rang through the town. The perfect backdrop for a winter storybook wedding.
Christmas was so fun and exciting and we soaked up every minute of our time together. Mason and Noah are understanding more and more about the season and the anticipation of presents and stockings and learning about Jesus’ birthday made it even more special this year. That just about catches us up – except for New Year’s I suppose, and sadly, I fell asleep and Deacon had to wake me up to say Happy New Year. A far cry from the fun and exciting New Year’s celebrations of the past, but what can I say. I’m old and boring. 😉
So aside from all of the catching up, what I really wanted to take a minute and write about today is Mason Miller. There are a lot of times when I feel like he sort of takes a back seat a little bit because Noah has lots of appointments and different needs that require some more effort or attention from us. Today, I want to just talk about my sweet Mason and what an awesome kid he is…
I think I could write a book full of all of the funny things he says. He’s a pretty articulate little guy and like most four-year olds, he repeats just about everything he hears. It’s so fascinating to me to hear how his little mind works and to listen to his account of what transpired throughout our day when he talks to Deacon in the evening. About 80 percent of what he says is absolutely hilarious to me! We spent a couple of nights at my mom’s house after Christmas and one of the nights I could hear him crying in bed so I went in to ask him what was wrong. I sat next to him and gave him a hug and this was our conversation:
Me: “what’s wrong, bud?”
Mason: (tears running down his face)”I miss my bunk bed. And my blinds.”
Me: “Your blinds? On the window?”
Mason: (still crying and more adamant this time) “Yeah!” and then pointing at the window, he said “Look there’s no blinds, just those things (curtains) and at my house I have blinds.”
Me: (trying not to laugh) “Oh… I see”
Mason: “Blinds are awesome! And those… those are not awesome!”
And he proceeded to cry some more. I laughed out loud as soon as he said it. I mean, I was still comforting him of course, but it was just so funny I couldn’t help myself! He cracks me up. Apparently curtains are not awesome. Only blinds are awesome… Noted.
I am convinced that Mason is the sweetest big brother in the whole world. He is so considerate and caring. He’s so sensitive to what Noah is feeling and he tries to comfort him if he’s upset. (they both do that to each other, it’s actually really adorable) He is ALWAYS sweet and gentle with Declan. He wants to help get him dressed and feed him and he shares all his toys and lets Dec slobber all over them as much as he wants. Granted he loses interest after about 2 minutes because babies are not fun enough for four-year old boys, but for those two minutes let me tell you, he is the sweetest. 😉 He waits patiently for Noah to get out of school every Monday, Wednesday and Friday and as soon as he gets in the car it is the happiest little reunion! He always asks him how his day was and somehow understands the string of sounds that Noah tries to put together to tell us about his day. He’ll say “Noah, you got to paint?! Cool!” I sometimes wonder if he’s making it up, because I won’t hear anything resembling the word “paint” in Noah’s description, only to come home and find a finger painting in Noah’s backpack. No one understands Noah like Mason does. Me included. God knew exactly what he was doing when he gave Noah a brother like Mason.
There is something so special about the first time you give birth and the first time you hold your baby. It doesn’t take anything away from how beautiful the moment is with your other children, but you can only have your first experience once. Even with all of the commotion and concern surrounding my delivery with the twins, when they put Mason in my arms for the first time, the whole world got quiet. I had never experienced that much love ever in my life. It absolutely overwhelmed me and all I wanted to do was hold him – and I would’ve tried to if I hadn’t had another baby to push out! He was the sweetest baby. He is still so, so precious. When he was a toddler and we were first setting boundaries and starting to use the word “no” we found that we never even had to say it to him. All we had to say was “Mason…” with a cautioning tone and he would turn from whatever he was about to touch, or walk into and immediately move away from it! Seriously, the sweetest baby. And he has always been that way. He just has this innate kindness and sensitivity about him that I love so much. Also, he is ridiculously athletic and photogenic, and has a dimple on his left cheek that melts my heart every single time he smiles.
I could probably type all day about how much I love this little boy and what a blessing it is that God picked me to be his mom. I am sometimes a little sensitive to hearing people always ask about Noah and not as often about Mason. I have to remind myself that any concern for the health and happiness of my children is great and that it’s natural for people to ask about a child who has experienced some challenges more often than one who hasn’t. I’m sure other families like ours experience similar things and you just have to know that people mean well.
He will always know how special he is to me and what an awesome presence he is in our lives. Awesome like blinds… because everyone knows that curtains are not awesome.