Sunday, February 15, 2009

Genuine Care

Is this the most interesting picture you have ever seen, or what? Turns our perspective is everything.

As many of you know, my grandmother passed away a few weeks ago. At her services there were these little packages lining the pews. As we entered the chapel, My Son sees these and starts to collect them. He is behind me, so I do not realize this until I turn around to sit down. When I go to ask him why he has collected all the tissue off of the benches, he proudly announces, "Popcorn, Mom, Popcorn." Popcorn, now that would have been "Genuine Care" to My Son.

I let him keep one and make him pass the rest back down aisle where he has collected them. Being that he is a little boy and all, makes all this fuss and crying over "Grandma with the White Hair," while he is sure that she is just sleeping, starts to look for further ways to entertain himself. "So, if this package is not microwave popcorn and is truly tissue like my mom says," I see cross his face. I am beginning to worry what his next move is. I am very touched by my cousin's sweet sentiments in regards to my grandmother when I realize that My Son is now systematically stuffing every tissue in his little package in his nose. I guess the tissue is "Genuine Care" for everyone after all.

8 comments:

Krista said...

He is so stinkin' cute! Life would be dull without him!

cat said...

Oh mommy, that is adorable! You can always count on kids to lighten the mood in any occasion.

carrielt said...

That is so sweet!

The Cotton Wife said...

Cute!

Jen said...

Oh so sweet.

Nancy said...

Your son sounds so dang awesome. I love pretty much everything you ever tell about your kids doing especially when it is a little bit naughty (like the scissors incident) -- I'm sure it is mostly because you always manage to see the humor in it now (rather than several years later like I do :)). What a good calm mom. I should have remembered to be that way today when Abe accidentally shut the bedroom door that is broken and can't be opened once you shut it while I was in that bedroom, Mike was gone and Jesse was downstairs. Yes, I should have remembered I would laugh later!!

mommaof4wife2r said...

that is really fun...and i'm telling you, a bag of popcorn would be a really nice thing to get in a time of sorrow. it would make me feel better.

orangemily said...

What a fun kid!