This morning (Monday), Levi was looking for a teeny, tiny, itty, bitty gun that goes with his Star Wars creature. Now the deal was, on Friday as he was cleaning up, I told him to put ALL the little guns in the box so he would not lose one. Really, they are so tiny, you could easily think it was a piece of trash! And when he wants me to find one…not fun! When he went to the box this morning, that one particular gun was not there. CRISIS
I asked him if he put it up on Friday. He said that he did but he got it out again when his mother and I were talking. He showed me where he thought it was…but, alas, no gun there. We looked and looked…in several places. But no gun. TEARS
Don had come into the kitchen to fix breakfast…as he does every morning. It is a tradition that he and Levi started long ago and no one can fix the breakfast now, but Pa! Which is ever so fine by me. Of course, I do the getting dressed and combing hair and brushing teeth and driving to school part! (And, we all know how fun it is to wrestle a pair of jeans and boots on a four year old who would rather be doing anything else!!!)
Well, my dear hubby usually has a word or two or ten to interject into how I can do life better or more efficient or faster or like him. So, he told me that I should have gotten a specific place for Levi to keep all his Star Wars things, so they could all stay together. It did my heart good to tell him that I did that. ( Nah! Nah! Nah-Nah! Boo-Boo!) SMUG
Levi walked into the kitchen and I reminded him that he had the big box to put all his Star Wars things in and if he would just do that every day when he left, they would not get lost!
Don was looking at me like a goon and said, “Lulu is right, Levi. That’s why she can always find what she’s looking for and never loses anything.” SARCASM A MILE LONG He did say it with a smile, but …you understand!
So, I sang, to the room at large..a strange, little silly song….”LuLu is not perfect. She loses things. She makes messes. She forgets where things are! Oh, well, Big deal….Lulu is not perfect!”
Sweet, innocent, angelic Levi then took me by the hand and looked into my eyes with all the seriousness in the world and said, “Why did you not tell me that before now?”
UH OH…slipped a little off that pedestal…
“Sorry, Levi. I’m not perfect. I mess up big time…lots of times. But, one thing’s for sure…Messes can be fixed or cleaned up or done over. And, I don’t mind doing that. Believe it or not, some of the best lessons you will learn in this life come from when you really mess up bad! We just clean it up and start over! Besides, aren’t messes the most fun, sometimes! And, in the grand scheme of things…what’s a few messes? I don’t put things away like I should. I know I need to, but I get so busy. I lose things. And, they may stay lost for a while. But, it’s so exciting when I find them again! Oh, well, this is me. I love you. I love your messes. I love seeing you so involved in a project that everything else fades away! We can always clean up after…and we do! And, we’ll try to do better keeping up with the Star Wars guns. OK? Your Not Quite Perfect Lulu”
What an absolutely FUN post!! You are such a hoot!