On songs and stories

Growing up, I can clearly remember my dad reading to me. Stories of Noah, Jonah, David, Joseph and his wonderful cloak. From fairy tales to outrageous stories from his imagination. Those were my fondest memories. I credit all those times to my love of books today. I cant imagine my life without books.

Putting you to sleep these days can be overwhelming. As adorable and spontaneous you can be, you can really be a handful especially during meal time and bed.

Just a few moments ago you were bawling and ceying your eyes out, refusing to listen to the stories I was reading to you. Maybe you're still too young to understand or maybe you are just bored. I dont know just yet. But i do hope its not the latter.

As you were standing, crying and begging for your Yaya Jen, I try to hold you close go calm you down. I beg and plead along with you. But it seems to not work at all and the nihtly battle proceeds. Mthen all of a sudden I remember a song and start singing. Just like that, an instant miracle. You relax, lie down and stop crying. I sing about 4 songs. Songs I dare not sing in front of others with my voice so out of tune. Then the Lord just moved me to a prayer of thanksgiving, hope and strength. You drift away into slumber. Relaxed and peacefully. I breathe a sigh of relief and thank God for times like these where you kearn as I learn. So maybe now is not yet the time for books and tales. We have our own new story to make. Lets do it in God's beat.

I look at you with love. Capturing this moment e best way that I can. I love you more each day.

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