Category: Mama Moments

Those funny and heart-touching moments of being a mama.

Toys in Heaven

My husband, three-year-old son and I were watching an animated movie this week, and a character in the show passed away and visibly sort of floated up into the sky. Our son asked my husband what was happening and after a short thought he looked at me and said, “I’ll let Mom answer that one.” (Thanks, honey.)

I simply answered that she was going to Heaven to be with God and Jesus. He gets the concept of there being a Heaven and he refers to baby Jesus in Heaven quite often, so I thought this might help him understand the nicer side of death.

Of course my little guy didn’t miss a beat. He turned to me and asked, ”Are there toys in heaven?” Boy, don’t we all wish we knew. . .

The Nightmares of My Toddler

Do your kids ever wake up crying in the night? As a parent, I know it must have been a bad dream, but when I check on our son he rarely recalls what caused such a fright.  Or even before our baby could verbalize he would wake ever so often like he had been pinched, and at that point there’s just no hope of figuring out his sleepy fears.

Since our son is only three, my husband and I often talk about what he could possibly be dreaming that is so traumatic for a boy his age. Well this morning I finally caught my son in a not fully awake state after an incident, and he finally told me what was ”wrong.”

He sleepily said, ”I wanted to play trains on the DVD and Daddy said, ‘No.’”

There you have it folks, the nightmares of my toddler. Whew, and I thought it might be something really horrible, like his cartoons were too violent, he secretly hates broccoli or I’m a terrible Mom. We do let him watch train videos on the iPad ever so often, so I guess that’s how the whole playing and DVD imagery came together. I just had to comfort my distraught little guy and coax him back to sleep, but as soon as I cleared his door I had to giggle and grin.

I guess his life is pretty good, and I’ll take it as a star sticker on my parenting chart if that’s the only content of my child’s nightmares. Oh, that life could stay so simple.

Choosing Chores for Our Toddler

Choosing Chores for Our Toddler

imageThis morning my husband started sorting laundry and our ornery three year old immediately started wallowing around in the filthy, stinky piles of used clothes — how’s that for a visual. After asking our son to stop, explaining to our son how ”yucky” it was and scolding our son for not doing what he was told, my husband quickly changed gears. (He’s a really good Dad, by the way.)

My husband suddenly stopped struggling with the situation, and flipped it into a fun task for our little guy by asking him to help sort all the clothes by color. From the other room, I heard them picking up pants, socks and shirts, declaring a color and placing them in appropriate piles. (I swear I do more smiling with just my ears often times.)

After the basket was empty, my little man ran into the kitchen and begged me to come see what he had done. He ran ahead of me and by the time I arrived, he was standing smack dab in the middle of all the piles, hands on hips with the biggest self-approving smile I’ve ever seen. I appropriately fawned all over his completed chore and told him I was proud; but better yet, I knew he was proud of his own accomplishment and that was a very good thing to see.

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