So, we're in the healthfood store, and the kids are in the corner. Fresh Air has a toy box that is a Godsend. It keeps them occupied while I look around. Fresh Air is a small store, just two aisles, and I can hear their chatter wherever I am. This arrangement gives me a sense of comfort and them a sense of independence. They love Fresh Air.
As I wrap it up I give a warning.
"Couple more minutes guys."
"Okay mom."
I cash out, and walk over to my children.
"Time to go." I sing.
Riley shrieks like someone has cut off one of her limbs. Everyone stops and stares and for probably the first time in her life, I honestly don't care what a single one of them thinks.
I kneel down and just as I am about to soothe her with my words, Seth, who is sitting next to her on the floor says,
"Riley....you could see peace instead of this."
It is a direct quote from A Course in Miracles.
Riley looks at her brother (did I mention he's not quite four years old?)and snaps out of it as fast as she went into it. She helps clean up and we're on our way.
My head is still spinning.
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4 comments:
WOW!!!
Love this post and your kids. Thank god for these moments!!
See what a good mom you are? Seth couldn't be the shaman he is, without you as his mother.
Holy cow! You have some amazing little beings there. They picked the right parents, too.
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