Sisterly Love...

My mind is dancing with all that we do as parents. We love our children, unconditionally. We help mold them into good, loving, contributing members of society. We guide them down the paths that we think are best for them and help them up when they stumble down that path. We do all of these things because of this love that we have...this primal need to give them the best life that they can possibly have. We sometimes take them for granted. We get very busy in our daily lives...cooking, cleaning, working, etc. We hear them in the background saying "Mommy. Mommy. Mommy." Yet we don't always answer because our minds are so preoccupied with what we are doing. We are human, after all.

This Wednesday was one of those moments that I was so proud of the little people my children have become. I had Lily's 504 meeting at school. Her teacher told me a story. The sweetest story...

That morning, Lily came in to class and was very distraught. She immediately went to her teacher and told her that her little sister was hysterical crying...all by herself...and no one was hugging her. Abby was just standing in the hallway to the Kindergarten wing and she was crying. She was saying that she missed her mommy. Everyone was moving around her doing what they do...a Kindergartner crying the third week of school is not uncommon.

Lily's teacher let her walk over there to give Abby a hug. Another teacher told Lily she couldn't be there. Lily was not giving up. She went back to her room and informed her teacher of what happened. Her teacher then called Abby's teacher and told her what was going on. They sent Lily back over. Lily got her little sister and held her hand and hugged her. She brought her back to her 2nd grade room where Abby was able to watch the morning announcements with her big sister.

I am sure Abby felt very special. She has a great big sister after all!

Only problem now is that Abby did it again this morning and went to get Lily to watch announcements with her. So, I had to have a little chat with them tonight that this was not going to be a regular thing.

Sometimes it is precisely these little stories that keep me going with my girls. Parenting is hard. It is tiring. It is frustrating and disappointing at times. But it is by far THE MOST amazing thing I have ever done in my life. And I am loving every damn minute of it!

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