Coming to you live from nap time! So, this one is gonna be short and sweet. ☺
Jacob's latest favorite thing is my glasses. I don't know when or how the obsession started. I don't know why he's so into them. What I do know is that he says his word for them starting the moment I walk into his room in the morning. I also know he's talking about them throughout each day, whether I have them on or choose to wear my contacts. If I'm wearing my contacts and we're home, he sometimes goes to our room to the place where the glasses are to ask me to put them on. If we're out and about, he asks where they are (if I'm wearing contacts) or comments on them (if I'm wearing them).
The kicker? After saying his word for them, he often makes the sound I make when I'm prepping them to be wiped off. You know, the "h" sound you make when you're huffing on them to fog them up before cleaning them? He makes that sound at any mention of glasses - whether he's the one doing the mentioning or he hears someone else say the word. Again, I don't know how or when this started; only that, apparently, I clean them often...probably because someone is always getting tiny fingerprints on them...
The boy also loves when I have my hair in a ponytail. I can't remember when this obsession started, either, but I'm pretty sure it was several months ago. He loves to play with my ponytail. He looks for it when my hair is down. He gets excited when he sees me putting in a hair tie.
The reason I'm sharing these quips, other than their obvious adorableness, is this:
If I'm in "glasses and ponytail" mode, it's probably because my hair is on day 2 or 3 and my eyes were too tired for contacts, which needless to say, usually means I'm not "feeling my look" as much as I could be. But, in Jacob's tiny, sweet opinion, these are my best days! He loves glasses days, and he loves ponytail days, and when they happen on the same day, he can't get enough of his mama (even more than usual). On these days, when I'm potentially down on myself for not taking time to fix my hair or put on eye makeup, he's looking at me with so much joy and excitement.
Please don't read into any of the self-image/vanity/whatever stuff that may be associated with this post. My intention is not to fish for compliments or make you concerned about my own self-image. I'm simply sharing this little nugget of a lesson I'm learning in motherhood that's probably bigger than I realize (or have time to write about, at the moment). It just makes my heart happy, and I thought it might do you good to hear it, too. To me, it is such a picture of the love God has for us, despite our "dirty hair" and "unconcealed faces," if you will. ☺
I had intended to keep this all to myself and just post a picture of Jacob's outfit on Instagram, because I thought he was looking especially cute today, but instead, I'm writing this post and sharing a picture of us both. ♥
And some of him, of course...
Enjoy the weekend, friends!
Out of time to come up with a witty salutation,
Kensy
Favorites of the day:
those precious red baby Chucks
my trusty Norwex optic cloth (ha)
the super generous b-day gift from my in-laws - a Cricut! (this is what my margin time has been devoted to, lately)
