Brody is going to be having another birthday in a little over three weeks, and today I find myself wondering if he is turning two or twenty this year. This past week he suddenly decided to call us "Mom" and "Dad." What?! Where did that come from? Who taught him that? Certainly not me! I love hearing him say "Mommy" and "Daddy." It's one of my most favorite things to hear, along with his uncontrolled laughter when something opens up his giggle box and hearing him say "I love you" (which sounds more like "I yuh you"). It literally came out of nowhere and I'm hoping it will vanish into thin air soon. For now, he teeters between the two titles so we haven't altogether lost the cuteness, but I'm worried. I'm worried that all too soon he will be too cool to call us "Mommy" and "Daddy." And that, my friends, will be a sad day for me.
But it's not just the shortened names that makes me feel like I went to sleep last night and woke up years later this morning. This afternoon, while Brody was playing with his cars and trucks in the family room, I decided to sit down for a few minutes to watch a TV show I had recorded days ago. As I began to cry along with one of the characters in the show (I can't believe I am even admitting that...how embarrassing!), Brody stopped what he was doing and stared at me. Then, he shrugged his shoulders as he threw his hands up and asked, "What's the matter? What happened?" He was genuinely concerned for me and it was precious.
I'm proud to say that he is a tender-hearted and kind little boy. Believe me when I say he is ALL BOY, but he also has this sweet spirit about him. This morning I went into his room to wake him up, but he was already awake and sitting up in his crib. His blanket was balled up in his lap as he sat there quietly petting the top of it. I smiled at him and said, "Good morning." He whispered, "The dogie is sleeping" as he continued to gently pet his blanket. I took a peek underneath the covers and found his stuffed dog, Belize, snuggled inside.
I guess my point to all this randomness is that Brody is growing up...fast. But at least he is growing up to be a sweet little guy with a heart for others. I can only imagine how God will one day use him.
(A gift for Brody from Wynni and JimPop, bought in Belize on our cruise last October)