I have had internet access issues of late that, in conjunction with the arrival of, unfolding of, and aftermath of the holidays, kept me from recording my son’s precious and not-so-precious thoughts about grattitude. For those of you who look for our entries, I apologize. Here are some of the highlights that did not get recorded in the last month:
B: Being invisible (he says this from under the covers)
M: You know you’re not invisible, right?
B: Yeah, but it’s the idea of being invisible…
“For all the stuff I got for Christmas. This was an epic year.”
“That new church. Even though we didn’t like it, the people were nice. I think we should give it another chance.”
“For all the people I love. Especially my cousins. They are sooo much fun”.
(after a day of battling over the amount of screen time he would have)
M: Tonight, let’s try to think of something in the broader world to be thankful for.
B: Okay. I’m not trying to be smart or anything, but technology really is important in the broader world for lots of things and we should be thankful for it.
Over the holiday we had the good fortune of having friends give us a mini laptop that they weren’t using. They offered it for B, but because my mini was on it’s way out, with a half-inch of permanent gray at the top of the screen and a circle of bright yellow in the top corner like the sun shining on your work, we decided to give B my existing mini and I kept the newer version. Of course the newer version had bells and whistles I knew he would have liked to have had, so I held my breath as I presented him with the old one, wondering if I’d get a lukewarm response. Instead, I got a thrilled, and very thankful one. “Thank you for even considering letting me have this.” “Thank you, Momma. I know not many kids my age have a laptop.” He asked to write our friends a note, and in that note he said, “Thank you soooooo much for suggesting that I have my mom’s laptop and her have yours. I am so grateful for it. I looooove my new laptop. Thank you again.” And then I got a thank you note typed on the new laptop. That night, at our chalice lighting, I told him that I was thankful that he was living a life of gratitude, and that I knew that it would lead to happiness for him. And I didn’t it to him, but something about hearing your child use the word “grateful” just makes you feel like you’ve done your job. Amen.