I have spent a lot of time the last few days with the Voice of reason and her brothers. They spent the week taking turns having the flu in its various stages of manifestations and then a few hours before mommy was to have surgery, she got it too. They went ahead with the surgery but daddy, and the other grandma and grandpa got it too so we piled everybody in the van and headed for nana's.
On Friday, with the Voice of reason always by my side, immediately after Kindergarten and lunch, enrolled in Jedi school. Having seen all the Star Wars movies and thinking myself cool for remembering that Samuel Jackson agreed to be in SW after demanding that he be given a purple lightsword, you can't imagine how much there is to learn. As the VOR and I sat as instruction and practice were exercised, it was obvious that I was in over my head. Apparently it is ok to be overwhelmed at your first lesson, as the VOR encouraged me.
Voice of Reason - I call her that because that is what she has been these last few days to all of us. She has reassured each of us that it was ok, whatever the issue. With little fan fare, she has taken the drama out of all the craziness of the last few days and has been for all of us, the voice of reason. Hard to believe that she is only 3 1/2. She reminds me of me - we are two peas in a pod and pretty much attached at the hip. Keaton reminds her that I have been his nana longer,but that kind of talk just rolls right off of her without ever landing.
It was late in the night and I spent time just staring at the three of them sleeping. Each one, made in God's image - have qualities that I can only dream of. The fruits of the spirit, and a few more, are all there in the three of them. All that and they are a part of me. I see bits and pieces of myself in each of them. I could not be a more blessed person. Not many people have their own voice of reason with brothers - what more could anyone ask?
