When Alex and Nick were very young, we knew what they were doing all the time.
No, really, ALL the time.
It was incredibly exhausting.
As they grew and we had witnessed enough wonderful choices and decisions, we stepped back a bit and parts of their day were their own.
Of course, we’d hear the pitter-patter of feet coming down the hall, giggles, and Nick emerging around the corner.
“Mom, Dad…wait just a minute.”
And then he’d disappear around the corner again and we could hear loud whispers of “what was I supposed to ask”, followed by an intense whisper by his sister of exactly what it was that she wanted.
We’d call “come out you two” and we’d wait for them to come, pushing each other a little so as to not be the one in front.
Soon they were on our laps and we’d talk about just what it was on their minds.
Quickly, however, this magical time disappeared and was replaced by more serious petitions about things that truly mattered to them.