We got back from vacation almost a week ago. I’ve been scrambling to get the house back in order, attend Practicum, write blog posts, get homeschool curriculum organized, catch up on laundry, and support Seth as he gets ready for the Mighty Man Mudder. Each night, my dear little son has asked me to re-attach the head of his little bat stuffed animal. Each night, I said I would try, but I just kept not getting to it. I let all this other stuff get in the way. I didn’t see what really mattered.
You know what? My son doesn’t care if I’m perfectly organized or have an immaculate home. He really doesn’t care if I meet my blogging goals. But, he does care about his little bat that he bought at Mammoth Cave. It’s what matters to him.
I finally saw what was important. I want my little boy to know he matters to me. So, I finally did what mattered to him. I ignored everything else, found a sewing needle and fixed his bat. It wasn’t because the bat really matters to me, but he matters. I don’t want him to grow up thinking I don’t have time for him or that the things that are important to him aren’t important to me. I want him to know how much I love him.
That silly little bat? It only took about 3 minutes to fix. My son is now lying in bed with his stuffed bat. I hope he knows how much I love him, and I hope I remember what matters.