As my son and I walked through teeming rain this morning, we saw a lightning bolt strike the ground behind the school. That's a rare sight in our neck of the woods. My 9 year old son usually complains that he doesn't want to go to school each day. Today, he said, "Mom, pick up the pace. Let's get to the school quick so we're safe." Mother Nature sure knows how to get my son to stop dragging his heels on a rainy school morning. I was also glad to get back to the homestead. My husband was watching my two younger ones for me as I dropped off the big guy at school. You should have seen their little concerned faces at the window as I pulled up. Question after question spilled out of them about my 10 minute drive through the thunderstorm. "Mom, were you scared?" "Mommy, you didn't drive fast, right?" "Mom, lightning didn't hit the van?" It was sweet to see how they worried about my welfare out in the elements this morning.
I could see the love in their eyes today.
I dedicate this song to my wonderful kids.
I'm so lucky to have them.