I've noticed, just to myself, that I like weird things about my kids. I know that parents like their kids and that they are supposed to like everything about their kids. Not true. My kids make me laugh, smile, cry, yell, scream, smash guitars, pee my pants (for various reasons) and experience every other emotion available, even some that I cannot quite identify. That being said, there are very specific and particular things that in the last week I've noticed I very much love about each of my kids. And I am guilty of coaxing them to do these things just to make me smile. Warning: these things are weird and probably only things that a mother can love.
Along with the myriad things I love about Jack. I love the way that he holds up his hand to feel the air coming out of the vent in our mini-van. This is crazy. But he looks very cute doing this. It is very matter-of-fact and I believe that he feels that this is extremely important information to convey to me. It may be just getting a glimpse of his still small hands and reflecting on how big they have gotten in the past four years. Or thinking of all the cool things he has learned to do on his own. But more often than not I'll change the air settings and make him check to see if he can feel the air, usually twice!!
As for my Miss Madeline, I love her googly eye. She has a lazy eye, two actually. She had surgery last July to fix the right eye which was significantly more lazy. But the left side can do its own thing quite well. Sometimes she just looks Twiggy-esque and doe eyed, but others she looks like she is totally crazy!! It is also very cute and endearing. I think that she is so unaware of this makes it even cuter. I did miss her right eye once it was fixed, and will miss the left once it too has been repaired. But you bet that I snap a picture of her at every opportunity I get. Pair her eyes with her red hair, and she is quite the individual I hope she will continue to be.
Then there is Noah Bug. It is his looooooook. The way he looks at me. I believe that he has a look only for his mama. This may be in part because I provide all of his sustenance. But I will choose to believe it is because he loves me more than anyone else in the WHOLE WORLD, at least that is how his look makes me feel. He has been making sustained eye contact since the day he was born. Even at one week old the urgent care doc asked if he was "usually this alert". He has these old man eyes that can make you feel like he is reading your mind. But that look he gives everyone, I get a specialized version of this look and I treasure it each day.
I guess they are not too weird, but I have to keep reminding myself of these things especially on the guitar smashing days.
