Photo by Pink Sherbet Photography
When my daugher was about two and before my son was born, we had a hamster. We had to move the hamster cage to the kitchen table because my daughter liked to wait for it to get into its wheel and hit the wheel to watch the hamster spin around. We informed her that it wasn’t nice to do that to the hamster, but we had a suspicion that she was doing it anyway when we weren’t in the room.
One day, as I was sitting in my chair, I heard the hamster’s wheel spin. ”Daughter…” I growled, just before I entered the kitchen.
As I rounded the corner, I saw my daughter standing in a chair pulled up to the kitchen table. She had a rag in her hand and was vigorously scrubbing the table.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Cleanin’” she replied (oh so sweetly).
“Don’t hit the hamster wheel.”
“Ok.”
So I went back to my chair. It wasn’t too long before I heard the hamster wheel spinning again. This time I didn’t say anything. I got up, tiptoed to the kitchen, and peered inside. Sure enough, my daughter was enthralled by the effects of cetrifugal force on the hamster in its wheel.
I cleared my throat.
She jumped, quickly picked up the rag, and began scrubbing the table.
I laughed quietly in the other room for a few moments before I put on my ’stern’ face and went in to teach her about lying and being unkind to animals. Even though she is now seven, I can see her standing on a chair in her diaper ‘experimenting’ with the hamster.
Can you remember the moment you realized your kids, although gifts from God, weren’t angels?
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Any Mum may tell you…. before they are born.
Feet in ribs, head butting the ….
You rest they wake.
Heartburn and another load of 'minor' ailments.
Then there is labour…….
Then you hold them in your arms, they finally fall asleep after you have been sleep deprived 48 hours, and you can see the angel in them.
The power of love.