Sunday, October 18, 2009

Weapons of Love

What you can see in this photo are Jack-Jack's weapons. He has a sword, a lightsaber, and a pistol. He takes them all very seriously. He hadn't yet put on the whistle he uses when he dresses like this. If you can't sort through the weaponry to draw the conclusion, he's a police officer.

What you can't see is the stuff he carries inside of him. His light, his thoughtfulness, his intelligence, and his amazing capacity to love. He loves EVERYONE. He talks to everyone, smiles, waves, and greets all people. I love that about him.

A week or so ago, we were at the grocery store. A very elderly woman was in line behind us. He was making eyes at her and she was smiling at him. He turned to me and asked, "What's his name is?" I said to the woman, "Ma'am, wants to know your name." She told us her name was Eunice. "Oh, HI, Eunice!" said my sweet little man. The look in her eyes told me that at that moment, he made her happy.

He makes me happy every day. Even when he's sassy. It's my prayer that he always uses all of his weapons for the better good. For his momma and all of humanity!


Leanne said...

Scandy - that IS a bottle of Windex. I was cleaning my floors. :)

Sherry said...

I love this!!!! In addition to him being so darn cute, you are very creative at telling stories and I love reading them.

Katie said...

This is a beautifully written post! Love it :)

ethiopifinn said...

you are making me cry:)
defender of peace!

elizabeth said...

this is such a beautiful post. I just want to hug him. And his momma. :)

MindiJo said...

I love the way you wrote this. How sweet. You are such a good momma who clearly adores her boys. All four of them.

Penney said...

love reading your stories! so talented! Love Jack Jack