Is there a “good” mess? I think so. Books cover our coffee table, and the smell of the library floats from the pages.
It makes me happy to know that my son enjoys reading, and spending time curled up on the couch looking at illustrations and making up words as he goes.
We spent most of the morning in our pajamas. Some of the time, we read books while Carter slept. It was our time. Just the two of us. I reminisced while reading some of my favorites as a child. Funny, how I remember certain details in the book that made me fall in love with them, and now are just…okay. Makes me wonder what catches Jaxon’s eye as he glides through the pages.
If only I could get into that little brain. I am sure I would be speechless and tears would flow as I would learn what makes him happy and what makes him sad. Maybe better that I stay out here. I’ll observe from up close and at times from a distance. I will laugh and I will cry with him as life moves ahead. I will try my best to be the mom he needs.
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