A Little Noise
My son was playing in the living room as he always does and making a lot of noise like he always does. He is always yelling and screaming and talking loud to himself or his toys or even the TV if he is watching a program. Or he is sliding his skateboard from one end of the kitchen to the other. He is always busy. He never slows down and he has been like this since he was born. The first time I fed him after he was born I will never forget the look on his face as he was looking up at me. The look was like oh, it is nice to meet you. Now, I can put a face to the voice. That type of look. And over the years he let me know he had a voice too. Literally.
There are days when I sit after a long day and just want to have a little bit of peace and quiet and then my son takes out his dinosaurs and his skateboard and puts them on the skateboard and screams and shouts and yells at them to run from Sponge Bob or his "giant" lizard because they are trying to capture him but not to worry the king is also coming to save them. (He is the king coming to save the world). I want to tell him to play quietly cause mom is tired and has a headache but then I think that all parents don't have this privilege of having their son or daughter's voice echoing throughout the house just playing and just having a blast in the kitchen playing. Some parents will never hear their child's voice again because their children are angels in heaven. I then realize how lucky I truly am to have this little one in the kitchen or the living room or any room he chooses in the house to play and then I just sit and sit and listen to the sweet sound of his loud voice and smile.
In a few years he will think that he is too old to slide his dinosaurs and lizards and toys across the kitchen floor to be saved by the king. I will miss those times. Yes, I will even miss the noise.
There are days when I sit after a long day and just want to have a little bit of peace and quiet and then my son takes out his dinosaurs and his skateboard and puts them on the skateboard and screams and shouts and yells at them to run from Sponge Bob or his "giant" lizard because they are trying to capture him but not to worry the king is also coming to save them. (He is the king coming to save the world). I want to tell him to play quietly cause mom is tired and has a headache but then I think that all parents don't have this privilege of having their son or daughter's voice echoing throughout the house just playing and just having a blast in the kitchen playing. Some parents will never hear their child's voice again because their children are angels in heaven. I then realize how lucky I truly am to have this little one in the kitchen or the living room or any room he chooses in the house to play and then I just sit and sit and listen to the sweet sound of his loud voice and smile.
In a few years he will think that he is too old to slide his dinosaurs and lizards and toys across the kitchen floor to be saved by the king. I will miss those times. Yes, I will even miss the noise.
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