Thursday, July 24, 2008
While I'm absolutely loving this age, it is proving to be a little testing of my patience. Today at Garden Ridge I was on the search for some perfect picture frames and I had found a few that I needed when Reid decided that he just didn't want to sit in the front of the cart anymore and wanted to be held. I was trying to keep him sitting (because of course I would have picked out the cart without any straps), and his crying was getting louder and louder so I gave in and just held him. Garden Ridge is not the most convenient place to go for me and I was on a mission to find frames and nothing would deter that! So, here I am, biceps burning because I'm holding him, pushing the cart, and searching for those perfect frames. I finally found what I needed (although I didn't get EVERYTHING I wanted, but got enough) and was in line waiting to be checked out when Reid looked at me with the sweetest smile, patted me on my shoulder and said, "Mama," and then he patted himself and said, "baby." It was such a precious moment and one of those that I don't ever want to forget. All my feelings of frustration dissolved and I was smiling and thanking God for this child of mine.