Thursday, September 6th 2007
An Important Morning Meeting in the Hall

This morning is a quiet, overcast day. No errands. Just the honor of stay at home mothering two little ones for a few hours. The peace is worth noticing. Caden-3yr and Seth-1yr are getting along, playing in the living room. I’m cleaning the kitchen and refilling sippie cups – again – when the thought hits me.  It’s a beautiful thought.  For the first time in a long time, I might be able to slip into the bathroom for a few minutes all by myself. Nevermind that I don’t know what I’ll do in there. Maybe I’ll find a lost lip gloss. I definitely won’t clean. Those few minutes beckon. It’s a huge luxury, waiting.

I step out of my shoes, leaving them in the kitchen.  I tiptoe off to the bathroom, shut the door silently, and don’t turn on the light just in case that tips them off. I lock the door.  Then, with nothing else to do, I lie on the bathmat, close my eyes, and smile at the ceiling and thank God that the littlest ones are getting big enough for this to even begin to happen. 

It’s not much. Two minutes, maybe three, but they are glorious minutes.  Then, Caden-3yr knocks on the door and says it’s important. 

"What’s important? What’s wrong?" I ask from the bathmat.

"Umm…. someone needs to talk to you."

"So talk. I can hear you." I really didn’t want to get up yet.

"It’s not me.  It’s… it’s…. FARLO."  That’s how Caden-3yr pronounces Charlo. And Charlo, y’all, is the cat.

"Charlo needs to talk to me?" 

"Yes. And it’s important," Caden-3yr says.

Charlo rarely ‘talks’ unless it’s first thing in the morning, so I doubt he’s really needing to talk, but I get up anyway. I’m almost to the door when I hear the cat give a squeak. When I open the door, Caden-3yr is about to give him another little squeeze, just to ensure Charlo’s compliance with the plan. 

"See Mom? It is important."

And it was. I sat on the floor outside the bathroom and Caden-3yr and I asked Charlo about his day and how he was doing and if he needed to talk anything over.  He didn’t, of course, but seemed glad to have been asked.

Seth-1yr was dancing on the dining room table, and forcefully swinging the light fixture overhead back and forth. Very soon he’ll be tall enough to hold on while he swings with it, if his brothers past examples are to be believed. 

Peace. A few years ago a description of this morning would have sounded like a headache, but not today.

And as Caden-3yr says, "it is important." 

~hm

6 Comments on “An Important Morning Meeting in the Hall”

1
HolySister aka LaLa
September 6th, 2007
1:49 pm

Table-dancing nephews and a hallway conference with Farlo – that IS important!!

I’m glad you got to grab a moment with your bathmat.

2
Grim Reality Girl
September 6th, 2007
9:26 pm

Isn’t it wonderful when we have experienced enough of life to enjoy the little moments? I had one of those moments today with my 5th grader…. he just had stuff to share, and I made the time to listen… and felt blessed. I’m glad you appreciate the dancing of 1 yr old Seth…. Oh the memories!!

3
Shalee
September 7th, 2007
10:37 am

Oh, I need to make more time like this. Too often I ignore those really special moments and soon enough, I won’t have those moments anymore.

Thanks for sharing your important times with us.

4
Diane
September 7th, 2007
11:17 am

Ah–yes. Those precious moments stolen on a bath mat! What a visual! And, yes, they are important! No matter where you find them…it is just important to grab them!

A talking cat? Sounds like a great character in a future book…you know, the book about the mom whose magic carpet….is a bath mat!
:) Diane

5
Jenny from Chicago
September 8th, 2007
10:12 am

Okay, the most impressive thing about this post is that your floormat was clean and dry enough to lay down on. I’m not sure we can be friends, but I love the blog.

6
Sarah
September 8th, 2007
11:28 am

I second Jenny from Chicago.

My bathmat would have been wet and maybe not from the shower that was taken that day but most likely because a 2 yr old took off her diaper to run around wildly. Most likely would have had crackers or crasins matted into it. And some dog hair to boot.

Yeah, there will never be moments to lay on my bathmat but it was nice to share in your moment of peace.

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