At the supper table last night, Pat was asking each of the kids about their day. He came up with the idea of asking them if they had done something loving for someone else.
A couple of the kids named things like playing with the new student in class and sharing a toy. A couple of them couldn't think of anything.
Tables turned, and the kids asked us if we had done anything loving during the day. Pat replied that he hadn't, but he would work on it.
I was about to voice the same sentiment. I worked, I came home, but I wasn't especially kind or thoughtful to anyone.
But before I finished speaking, Shea piped up, "You got me a drink!"
Megan shouted (if you know Meg, you know that nothing she says is particularly subdued), "You made supper!"
Abbey, Braeden, and Kai all named things, too. They spoke at the same time, so all I heard was, "You clean/laundry/help/dishes/cook/bathrooms [garbledegook]!"
They were mostly naming my jobs around the house, so I felt compelled to correct them. I think it was the guilt - because I do all those things, but not necessarily with love in my heart.
But when Shea proclaimed, "Wow, Mom! You sure do a lot of stuff!" everyone's laughter would have drowned out my objections.
Don't you just love those family moments filled with laughter?