Tonight, during the boys' bath I took a moment to really watch each of them in that moment. I smiled as I watched Liam (the first one in the tub as big brother was on the potty, of course) grab his little plastic dump truck with his sweet, dimpled hand. So happy as he rushed it up the slope of the back of the tub.
A few seconds later Grayson hopped in. He immediately went for a motorcycle that had found its way into the tub last night. His eyes sparkled.
I paid attention to their every move.
Not on my phone. Not getting towels out. Not cleaning up the bathroom. Not bathing them just yet.
I just watched them.
I could almost see Grayson's thoughts as he slowly ran that motorcyle up the side of the tub and onto the edge, then back down into the water again. He was so content.
These tiny little moments matter. They will be gone so quickly. And I admit, I don't pay nearly enough attention to them as I should.
I smiled as I watched them together. In the bubbles. Splashing, swirling the water in between their fingers. I watched Liam as he took my loofah off the hook and began to hold it under the water, then lift it up to watch the water fall. Again, so happy.
Then, I watched him push the shower button nearly all the way up, causing Grayson to dash up out of the water and his eyes got so big! He hates when the shower comes on. I could amost feel his little heart beating so fast!
Liam scrunched his nose up and giggled. He knows what buttons to push (literally!) to irk his big brother.
I sat beside the tub and watched them, I said a silent "thank you" to God. These little people are mine. He gave them to me. To raise them up in His word. Wow. I am blessed.
At that moment I decided to pay attention more. Watch my boys. See them enjoy. Experience. Learn. Try. Be. The Lord has blessed me so much. It's in these simple moments when I notice it the most in a way. It's amazing and I am so thankful to get to sit next to them while they're in tub and just watch them. Enjoy them just being little.
