What's Your Perfect Moment from February?

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What was my perfect moment?

Dropping arms to hold hands

I am raising the Bickersons.

"Mom -- he's eating my cereal!" "Mom -- tell her to give back my football!" "Mom -- she told everyone I never change my socks!" "Mom -- he got to pick the show last time!" "Mom -- it's MY turn sit in the middle!" Mom! Mom! Mom!

Whether it's a toy, a book, a privilege, a secret, a seat, a snack, a song, a choice, an activity, my children can find a way to fight about it with copious exclamation points, always preceded by my moniker, "Mom!" They seem continually armed against each other.

But. They seem to save such combativeness for me. For I witness, on occasion, their alter-natures when they don't know I'm watching.

As I parked at the grocery store one afternoon, I realized I could save time by having Tessa and Reed help me multitask, giving me a little more time to get supper on the table before Reed's basketball game. So I asked the kids if they felt they were ready to run a short errand for me. They were to walk together over to the mail center, just a hundred feet away from the grocery store, while I ducked in to get dinner ingredients. They would drop off a couple of envelopes, see if there was anything to pick up, and meet me at grocery checkout.

We quickly covered the rules, not for the first or even the hundredth time: stay together, watch for cars, pay attention to your surroundings, be ready to run (together) and yell loudly if anyone gets too close to you. They basically said, "duh, Mom" and eagerly exited the car to push the frontier of their independence. I blew kisses and headed the other direction.

And looked back at them (you knew I would).

As they walked away from me, so grown up yet young, so carefree but careful, their hands reached for each others'.


Holding Hands

Image: katerha via Flickr

 

I felt the twang of a string that tied them to me -- I felt it snap as my kids went further out into the world without me. I also felt my heart soar as I saw them rely on each other, enjoy each other, connect with each other in this small, ordinary, extraordinary moment.

I'm so happy I noticed it.

Now what was your perfect moment? Scroll back up to the top to see how you can play along.

   ~ Lori

Lori Lavender Luz writes regularly at LavenderLuz.com about parenting and living mindfully. Her book, The Open-Hearted Way to Open Adoption will be published by Rowman & Littlefield and available on Amazon March 16. She lives in Denver and on Twitter she's @LavLuz

The next Perfect Moment Monday event will begin March 25.

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