My baby boy is getting so much older. Like I mentioned in the other blog, he has a mind of his own. He says what he feels. He understands emotions and can express how he’s feeling. And of course a downside is he doesn’t know what isn’t nice to say so you really know when he is telling you the truth.
Some of the things he says I feel is a great reflection on how we’re raising him.
I test him sometimes by throwing words out there no one really says just to see if he’s picking up on my character. I’ve used Superb, Stupendous, Awesome, Fantastic…and so far…he’s picked up on two. I think that’s pretty good. That means I have been congratulating him on a job well done often.
Most of his comments are, “Good Job Mama!” And that could be one of the best things to hear sometimes. We try our best to do what’s best for him and getting a smile with a “Wow Mama/Dada” is so rewarding.
After reading a devotional about the decisions we make, I was reminded by the uplifting, encouraging comments Paul Evan makes. When he was about 2 and a half, just about old enough to make sentences, every morning he would wake and say, “It’s purdy outside. Mama, Dada, look! It’s purdy outside!” That was his wake up call. Never do I remember a grumpy Paul Evan (when he woke up on his own of course).
Only if we all had his optimism. It reminds me of Jesus. If I ever spent a day with Jesus, I would imagine words to be spoken like this in all situations. Never angered, never frustrated, always patient.
Paul Evan is my little encourager. Jesus’ character and love is shown right there in my son. He is precious and something I want to always cherish.
