While putting Rockford in car seat I gave him Mater and he asked for McQueen. I said no because MQ was inside his backpack and didn’t want to take it out. “But he loves Lighting McQueen,” Rockford cried out. “I’m sure they’ll survive until they meet again,” I said. As I was putting my seatbelt on I hear his interpretation of what I had just said. “You said he [MQ] doesn’t love Mater!” I thought only women dissected every word said.
I decided to write this letter to my sons today because I wanted them to know just how special they are. Today we finally brought down the storage bin that contained my older son’s clothes for ages 12 -18 months. These clothes were to also be Rocco’s when he grew old enough or big enough to fit into them…that moment has come.
It is no surprise that our home loves the Lord Jesus Christ. We sing about and to Him, listen to radio to hear broadcasts about Him, we read His Word, we pray to Him, and my husband and I try to instill God’s principles in our children’s lives. However, what my son Rockford gets from all this can sometimes be a little interesting to hear from him as he tries to regurgitate his understanding of Jesus. I wanted to share these lovely and funny Rockford Theology-isms with you to delight with me as my son grows everyday to one day become a man after God’s heart.
So today I am laying Rockford down and he says, “I have Jesus in my heart right here”. This was awesome. He was actually pointing to his neck, but I got the point.
On Valentine’s day (as luck would have it) I found myself sitting in a doctor’s waiting room filled with ill droopy-eyed children, including my 9 month-old Rocco. I thought to myself, this room is not as loud and active as it usually is. Then I realized why, several of the kids were being distracted/entertained with a gadget of some sort, Nintendo DS, iPhone, iPod etc. One of these kids being my own 2 1/2-year-old Rockford. It got me thinking, when did our kids become so tech savvy? Is that a good or bad thing? When is technology too much for young children?
On several occasions I feel boggled down with the heavy-never ending list of to do’s. On these days, I know my kids get the short end of the stick and in the greater scheme of things, those little “to do” things really didn’t matter. I sometimes take for granted the gift of multitasking and run myself ragged and my kids end up as collateral damage. Let me make this a little bit more colorful.
Training Up My Boys 