We have all heard, all our lives that adage.
Unfortunately, I was forced to re-learn it today.
I have been wishing that life could slow down for just a moment. That it could take a break and let me just rest.
Early this morning, I stumbled into the bathroom, on my way out, I stepped out on a plug. It went through my heel, removing a large chunk on its way out. I am now forced to sit around with my foot elevated, hoping the bleeding will stop soon.
In other news, Keith just makes my heart pitter patter. He is amazing. Seriously. When my boy grows up, I pity the girls who will know him. He is a stud, and he is only four years old.
This is a typical day at school for Keith.
I know I have mentioned it before, but seriously, come on! The girls are drawn to him like Winnie the Pooh to his pot of honey.
He knows I have been having a hard time. The most common phrase out of his mouth lately has been "Mommy, do you need a hug?" Of which I am very happy to oblige. Lots of hugs from my little man make me happy. But he figured that out all ready.
Last week my sweetie (Keith) asked me if I wanted to go out on a date with him. Of course, I jumped all over that. After much deliberation, he decided to take me to Red Robin. They have arcade games there. And burgers. A little boy's heaven.
While we were eating our food, we talked, and made up stories, and laughed a whole lot. It was dreamy.
He showed off his Mr. Universe enviable abs for a while.
Then, we decided to go get some ice cream.
Keith decided on vanilla bean with Reeces peanut butter cups. I still can't figure out where he came up with that combo. It is exactly what I wouldn't have chosen. But it was his ice cream and he loved it. That is what is important, right? We had so much fun. I am so glad he came up with that idea.
On the way home, we talked about our date. I told him that the next time he should hang out with daddy. He couldn't date Daddy, because dates are only for girls. But he could hang out with Daddy.
"Why is it called 'hang out,' Mommy?" he asked.
I honestly didn't know. As I tried to figure out a suitable answer for him, he came up with one on his own.
"Oh, I know. It is because we have to go to our rooms and pick up all our clothes and hang them up before we can go out and hang out with our friends, right?"
I jumped all over that one. "You are absolutely right, Keith. That is exactly why it is called 'hang out.' You are so smart!"
"Yep, I am smart. But Faye is smarter. She is a genius. I hide her things, but she always finds them. She is so smart."
I was floored. "You hide your sister's things? Why?" I asked.
"So I can help her to be smarter. I have to help her be really smart so she will be ready for preschool and kindergarten. She will be the smartest girl in her school. But I have to hide them better because she always finds them too fast. She is a genius."
I had to laugh. I praised him for taking care of his sister, and helping her to be so smart. He is just wonderful. Gosh, I love that boy. He is a huge gentleman in such a tiny body. Girls, beware! He has recently taken up giving me foot massages, supporting me as I hobble around the house, and stroking my face while singing me songs to help me feel better.
Pay attention to how your boyfriend treats his mother. That is how he will treat you.
This is also something every girl has heard. With Keith, some girl is seriously going to strike gold. But it does make sense, he has learned from the best.