A neighbor called me today to let me know that there was a comcast repair guy coming this afternoon to solve some sort of cable problem our little corner of the world has been having. I informed her that we no longer had cable. I went on to explain that when we stretched our budget this summer, that was one thing that we just had to let go.
I have rather enjoyed having only PBS for my kids and of course the DVD's and videos that we have. I find there is much less fighting with what to watch because there simply are no choices anymore. As a consequence, my kids watch much less TV than they used to (they used to only get an hour at most). We spend a lot more time doing other things that are of greater value.
So, I was hurrying to get my kids in bed as I realized that I still had the tape of Grey's to watch from last week and I was SOOOO excited to see it. I was even putting them to bed slightly early so that I would be sure to be able to stay awake to get through the whole show. Levi in his cute little way said "Mom, can you read me this story?" as I was basically smothering him with the covers in my quest to just get him in bed.
"No buddy, it's bed time now," as I was thinking hurry up, HURRY UP. "No time for devotions let's just pray."
As he started to rattle off the rote prayer he always starts with I barked at him to leave that part out and just get to the praying part, hurry up HURRY UP.
As I ran downstairs and put the tape in and sat down on the couch, it hit me. What just happened? Did I really just cut off my son's devotions for a visit with McDreamy? Then I realized I was so impatient because I had been looking forward to watching this all day. "This
was the highlight of my day?" I questioned myself and then was afraid to answer. Busted! I got up off the couch, opened Levi's door and read him his Disney favorite. I just had to snap a picture of his priceless smile that stretched from ear to ear."Thanks Mom, "he said as I walked out the door.
"No, thank YOU buddy," is what I WOULD have said had I been able to get past the lump in my throat.
How many of these moments have I missed for a date with McDreamy? I can only wonder. But at least they'll be a few less from now on.
So, goodbye McDreamy...I'm leaving you for kissing toes and butterfly kisses; for answering one more "why" or "what if". I'm leaving you for cuddles and hugs and sometimes even reading one more story in the Disney Storybook. I'm saying goodbye to learn the lesson about quality time that my kids have already grasped and I'm ashamed to say that I've not...until now.
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