Sunday, April 4, 2010
The boys colored eggs without me this year. At the time, it made me feel like I was being a bad mom. I wasn't making an Easter memory with them. We went to Oklahoma Friday and didn't get home until 8 PM Saturday. A little later than I planned so, because I was rushed, I filled plastic eggs in another room while they colored the hard boiled ones.
Later when I was putting them away, this one took my bad-mom guilt away. He gets it. Without any reminders from me, his priorities are right. And he made a teachable moment for his little brother. I'm quite sure it was different than my teachable moments. He probably did it without a lot of talk. He probably did it with no talk. He probably did it the way you should, by example. When I was putting them away, his little brother picked up this one and said, "This one is my favorite. It's my favorite because Easter's about Jesus."