Here in the South….we let our dirty dishes soak. Not sure if it’s pure laziness or the smartest decision we can make when it comes to cleaning our grimy casserole dishes. Either way it’s what we do.
Staring at my two casserole dishes in the sink, I smiled. I didn’t smile because I knew I had to eventually clean these repulsive dishes, but I smiled thinking of my kids. Thinking about the things they said the day before or hearing their laughs in my head. How these dirty dishes led my mom brain to reminisce about my kids is exactly what I needed.
I am a firm believer God shows us what we need to know. Sometimes in ways we never expect. Looking at those soapy water filled dishes, I was reminded to soak in my babies in their temporary toddler stage of life. To really….pull an all-night soaking session with them. To forget the make-up, toss my hands up to cleaning and cooking, throw the hair up in a messy bun, and truly soak in every second. To pull myself off the 30 year old shelf (thirty something but who’s counting) and relocate myself to their toddler shelf. To remind myself their childhood will vanish and one day it will seem like a blink of an eye.
Today I decided to let it soak.
To soak up the mess and pull out the play doh. To teach them to make spit balls even if it isn’t socially acceptable.
Blaring Kidz Bop as we dance in the shaving cream covered floor.
Hold them until my arms feel like a bowl full of jell-o, and hold their tiny little hands as long as they will let me.
Inhale their sweet toddler smells of Johnson & Johnson and cinnamon puffs because there will never be a scent more heavenly.
Lay on the floor with them and read every book in our library until I know every word by heart.
Tickle them to the point they have to catch their breath and pause the moments they give me that smile that melts every fiber in my being.
Take brain pictures of each silly face they make and record their little voices trying their best to pronounce even the simplest of words.
Let them determine the day and be apart of their world. Burp her baby dolls, roar with his dinosaurs, and whip up the most scrumptious meal with plastic chicken wings and felt onions.
Tell them “I love you” until they tell you to stop…. and even then…. keep saying it.
Create new adventures with them. Open the day to curiosity and imagination. Build those magical forts and run from them when they instantaneously turn into the world’s scariest dragon.
Laugh until you cry and smile until your face hurts.
Today I will do just that.
I will put the phone away…. turn off the t.v…. and be present. They will have all of me. Every second of the day will go to them. Because one day….. I will look back…. and the hourglass of their childhood will run out.
So for now…. I will let it soak.
Romans 12:2 – Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.