Today was a beautiful day. And in the middle of this day – a moment I hope I will remember forever. Those of you who know me well know I write much of this because of my terrible memory – as a way of remembering the blessings of the life we live because who knows if I will recall this stuff in five years! 🙂 So this isn’t so much inspirational, but is just a personal story of a great day in the life of my family.
Today we took a walk, Grace riding her bike – she only recently learned how to ride her bike and LOVES it. I was in front pushing Bekah, Grace followed on her bike with Justin guiding. You have to know that my little girl is SO social, so every person we pass Grace would smile, wave, and yell “Hi Friend!” And when she does that, her little bike goes immediately in the direction of her new friend, often off into grass or the street or wherever. So guiding her is a very important task and Justin did a great job.
At one point, Grace was lagging. I spun Bekah around and strolled her backwards so she could see Grace. They began squealing and talking back and forth. It was hilarious. Grace quickly picked up her pace.
So we FINALLY complete our ride (it takes us a very long time) and as soon as Grace peddles up to the garage, she takes her hands off the handlebars, claps and says “Yay! That was awesome!” She jumps off the bike and takes off her helmet. I am at the bottom of the driveway – about 20 yards away. She gets this HUGE smile on her face, throws her arms out, and runs towards me smiling and laughing. I pick her up and she curls up in my arms with her head on my shoulder and I walk back up to the house telling her how proud we are of her, how much we love her, what a big beautiful special wonderful girl she is and how blessed we are that she is our baby girl. It was a rare moment because if you know my child, although she does cuddle she is rarely still, so for her to cuddle close and stay while I took my time walking up to the house – well, it was priceless.
It was a beautiful day. At one point earlier today, when I was getting dressed to go outside I looked at my out of shape very pale legs and thought “If single athletic Jen saw married mom Jen she’d flip a lid.” And then this afternoon happened. I realized that of all the Jens I’ve ever been – the Jen I am this very moment is my favorite. I wouldn’t trade these days with my beautiful girls and my fantastic husband for anything in the world.