My Best Thing

Posted on | February 10, 2011 | 15 Comments

I’m not sure what Husband was thinking, to be honest.  J is not even two and he is in to EVERYTHING.  And yet, this morning when he woke up, Husband allowed him to slide off the bed and onto the floor and then to leave the safety of his little nursery.

Anything could have happened… the child knows how to open the front door.  He can almost reach the knives on the kitchen counter.  He loves to play in the laundry room and enjoys putting things into the dryer… I worry about the day he tries to put himself in the dryer.  He often turns on the dishwasher on a whim and he’s quite familiar with pulling things off of shelves.

So what Husband was thinking when he rolled over and went back to sleep, I’ll never know.  I wasn’t in the room.  I had gotten up as usual and gone to take a shower. I didn’t know that Husband had allowed J to wander free about the apartment… free to get into all types of trouble.  Anything could have happened.

While I was sleepily taking my morning shower, absolutely anything could have happened.

I was rinsing the conditioner when I first heard it.  It was a rustle then a sigh, then another rustle.

My son, who could have done absolutely anything INCLUDING playing in all the drawers and cabinets that we don’t let him play in, had done the one thing he wanted to do more than anything else.

He found Mommy.

He peeled back the shower curtain, his brow furrowed with concern, and glanced up at me… and smiled.

“Hi!” He announced gleefully. He had found me. He sat down in the floor of the bathroom and “read” his book to me while I showered.  He never left the room.  He never looked for something to get in to.  He never tried to throw his book in the toilet or pull the paper off the roll or empty my make up drawer.  He just sat there and read his book, every now and then standing up, pulling back the curtain, and making sure I was still there.

He could have done anything.  He could have gone anywhere.  But he came to me. He found me.  He was happiest just sitting in the same room as me, even when he could have done any number of other things.  And in my book, that makes everything else just water under the bridge. 

Making that little concerned face smile? Putting that little boy at ease?  Letting him know that everything is okay just because Mommy is there? That’s the thing. 

That’s my best thing.


15 Responses to “My Best Thing”

  1. Andrea @arrrj
    February 10th, 2011 @ 2:23 pm

    B loves to come and peek at us while we shower – it’s so cute!

  2. Joanna
    February 10th, 2011 @ 2:25 pm

    Lovely post. 🙂

  3. Toni
    February 10th, 2011 @ 2:26 pm

    Adorable!! I love little things like that. They really do know how to make us smile, those boys.

  4. Jana A
    February 10th, 2011 @ 2:36 pm

    That’s so adorable!

  5. Crystal
    February 10th, 2011 @ 2:48 pm

    ahhhh I love this post!! What a sweetie…he needed to find his mama! My boys always have to come in a check things out while I shower. I can just see that little dude reading you his book on the floor of the bathroom…makes me smile!

  6. Jess@Straight Talk
    February 10th, 2011 @ 2:57 pm

    What a sweetheart. And as for the explanation about husband? Um, yeah: men.

  7. Mrs. MidAtlantic
    February 10th, 2011 @ 3:24 pm

    That is SO. CUTE. That must have made your day!!

  8. Aim
    February 10th, 2011 @ 3:40 pm

    i love him 😉

  9. KLZ
    February 10th, 2011 @ 3:47 pm

    AW, J loves you so much.

    Alex definitely would have climbed into the shower with me to “help”.

  10. TheNextMartha
    February 10th, 2011 @ 3:59 pm

    So cute.

  11. Leighann
    February 10th, 2011 @ 6:37 pm

    Love this!!
    That is the best thing!!

  12. Suz B
    February 10th, 2011 @ 6:46 pm

    Awesome!! 🙂

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  14. Tracy (@metta1313)
    February 11th, 2011 @ 7:26 pm


  15. Christy
    February 11th, 2011 @ 10:39 pm

    beautiful! i love this! brought tears to my eyes 🙂

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