“I fixed something Mama.”
“Mmm. Hmmm,” I mumble, still unloading the silverware.
“I put it around my neck. See?”
I turn and look. It’s one of those name tag badge lanyards.
Then she says, “You know how you say, What’s your name?”
I smile at her, recognizing my slow mind and the thumbing through of five children’s names during a frustrated, exasperated moment.
“Yes,” I answer, still smiling.
“Well, I fixed this! And I wrote my name right here. Right here. So you won’t forget my name.”
I smile again then laugh at myself. I hug her and tell her how smart she is. She says, very proud of her accomplishment, “I can wear it right here where you can see it!”
So I explain that parents don’t really ever forget their precious children’s names. It’s just a failing of a mother’s mind and mouth to match at the same time. Later I tell my husband and he and I laugh over Bill Cosby’s comedy routine.
And Father Day blessings!
He knows how to answer. Has the answers. He endures.
And the every day…
- big boy giggles that shake the bed
- little boy chuckles while ‘swing me high’
- rain, rain, rain, rain, oh drenching rain!
- A fun family Father’s Day.
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Counting gifts 2497- 2512.
LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth! Psalm 8:9
How about you. Has your child ever worn a name tag for you?