It's a weakness. And a gift.
I was taking Brigham with me.
Brigham needed to get his shoes on.
Brigham did not want help.
Brigham knew how to do it and told me so.
Brigham's shoes had Velcro snaps and not shoestrings and therefore I knew HE knew how to fasten them.
I just wanted to do it so we could go. Now.
But he would not have it.
I was patient.
He was, too. Far TOO patient.
He even took the trouble to describe to me each step of the process, in case I did not understand, or perhaps just to prove to me that he did, in fact, know how to do it, or that he was very proud of this.
So I watched. It would have taken far less time to do it myself. But Brigham had a moment or two of bonding and I was able to honestly praise his work and his intelligence.
And he was able to carry on a little conversation with me and prove to me that he could do something very useful, worthwhile, and do it right and even with flair.
I say with "flair" because I would have just taken the Velcro snaps ALMOST all the way out, but he said, "No, Boppa Poopy. Do it this way", then he took them ALL the way out so his foot would fit better and the heel would not bind, and then he replaced them correctly.
He has learned this from experience.
My lesson?
God watches us do things we ought to know how to do, and he lets us do it our way and we usually do pretty well. Maybe not exactly the way he would do it, but, hey, he sees that it works for us and it's not wrong, and it's not bad and he sits back and lets us show off a little to him.
I think if we took the time to describe to him what we are doing and why, that he would pat us on the head and tell us how pleased he is with our cleverness.
4 comments:
And while doing this and having this conversation with you, Brigham called you by your special name. I have found a large number of moments, of late, in my life, when I am sitting on my butt, trying to line up the tabs on my shoes just right for my stupid flat, ugly and wide feet and I have been having a conversation with on high and have felt the need to cry out to my Abba. Perhaps this is even, indirectly, what caused me to write my own blog post on nicknames. I really do appreciate those intimate names that I have for my Father and my father and others in my life who I can truat and admire and who mostly love me back. Thank you for being patient and for allowing Brigham to run that dialogue and process by you and for encouraging his ingenuity. You are a very good Boppa Poopy. Goofy, but good. And I cannot wait to meet Brigham in person!
Do u use blogger from your phone ever? My phone and our iPad say that we need adobe flash player to use blogger and apple has put restrictions on it so you can't use it at all! Ugh! That's why I haven't posted anything on here....just curious how you do it
Stevie, both blogspot and Apple suck. I cannot do a great many things from my iphone. Also, blogspot is NOT user friendly. It is very clunky. So no surprise about troubles all around. I just read that Apple is now bigger than Europe's 12 biggest banks combined. They no longer have to care what we think of them.
I have posted blog posts and made comments from my iTouch, so it is possible (I am doing am doing so now). However, blogspot can be sucky and Apple is far too big for its britches.
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