*I'm thankful that Gavin is not a picky eater. I forgot to turn on the crock pot this morning while I was rushing out of the house, and came home to some very yummy but still raw pork chops in mushroom gravy. Pork is one of his favourites. But into the garbage they went, and mommy quickly cooked up a batch of ground beef for tacos. Which he loves just as much. And we still made it out the door on time for Beavers, without eating out. I'm so glad he will eat almost anything, and generally not complain.
*I'm thankful for my steam mop. I seem to be making a lot of comments about cleaning supplies as of late. I don't think there's any deep reason for that. Maybe it just means I'm finally moving a little bit farther from the really dark depths of depression to a point where I care even a little. Or it just means I'm tired of the mess. Either way, 20 minutes to wash the floors, and the main floor feels and smells clean. No mud, no animal mess. I'm thankful for that. I just wish I could snap my fingers and it would stay that way :)
*Gavin can now be dropped off at Beavers and left alone. Last year he needed me to stay. He cried and clung to me until he knew I wasn't going anywhere. Now he has grown up enough that he knows mom will be back at the end of the hour, and he can have fun without me. I'm thankful of that, for both him and me. Me because I get 60 minutes without hearing mom. Even if in that time I only run to Superstore to grab milk, or sit outside the school in my car on Facebook, its nice to have a brief period of time alone, where I really am not responsible for anything. And for him, I'm thankful that the no longer needs me all the time. That he is confident enough in himself - and me - that he knows it will be okay. That he is growing up and overcoming his fears and anxieties. Yes, part of me wants him to stay my little boy forever. But since I know that can't happen, I'm so thankful that he is starting to explore his own wings, even if its only for brief periods of time. Last year, I thought those days would never come.
*Every night since Christmas, Gavin has asked to have multiple chapters of Captain Underpants books read to him. I'm so thankful that he is finally finding enjoyment in reading. That he wants us to spend that time together, without the iPad, TV, or video games. I'm thankful that he is slowly ganging confidence as a reader himself. Hopefully this translates into enjoyment in the written word as he grows. That would make his bookworm mom quite pleased.....
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