Kids will be kids…especially
when it is raining outside.
So much has happened in the past week that I could write a
book, as opposed to a blog. Many have
asked me “What was William and Zora’s reaction to the shootings in Connecticut?” While, I am thinking the more appropriate
question is “What was Mommy and Daddy’s reaction?”
The morning after the event, we tried to explain it to them in
case they heard something or saw something on television. Needless to say, William was more interested
in discussing all the ways people are different. He wanted me to explain why he and Daddy wore
hearing-aides and I wore glasses and why Zora doesn’t have either one. Zora was a little concerned about something
happening at her school, but was really more interested in whether or not this
would impact our trip to Florida for Christmas.
On the Monday after, I decided to drive the kids to school
and walk them to class. Why? I guess, like most of the parents I was a
little anxious and wanted to make sure they arrived to school safely. Herman typically does all of the drop-off and
pick-up duties. Zora was thrilled with
me walking her to class. On the other
hand, William wanted no part of it. It
was raining and he took off running toward his classroom building. I decided to go to his classroom anyway. I wanted to make sure he arrived safely. After dropping off Zora, I walked to William’s
class to find no sign of him. I went down
the hall and then back outside, where I found William and his friend rolling
down a grassy hill in the rain into a puddle of muddy water. Laughing, playing, having a good time. I stood quietly for a few moments to enjoy
the laughter of kids in the rain and then I proceeded to yell at them to take their
little butts to class.
All of this to say, no matter what we grown-ups find
ourselves worrying about, our kids will still be kids. Thank goodness.
I am grieving this holiday for the parents who lost a child
on December 14th and for all of the families who lost a loved one
this year. May the universe surround us
all with love, peace, and happiness on each day as it comes. Make the most of it. For all of you who know me and know my mother
well (who has also had to bury a child) she always says when I am upset – “Life is too short and unpredictable to be unhappy.” And then I respond with "It is okay to cry a little, but make sure you
laugh a lot."
Merry Christmas to all!
The Edwards Family
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