Isn’t that such a wonderful word. “Remarkable.” I like the way it sounds, the way it bounces around the mouth as it makes it way out of lips. Remarkable.
Tonight the boys and I went to “Legendary Christmas” at the La Conterra Resort. A San Antonio Christmas Tradition. Alec had meetings so it was just me and the four boys. We had gone this year with Dell and Anna and few other friends and their families.
One by one they all left us there by the fire drinking our Apple Cider and eating our cookies. All that was left were the two strangers sipping their wine and watching us and whispering to each other. The only thing they said to me up to this point was “is he yours?” as Hewy did a summersault on the two oversized ottomans near the fire. I said confidently that yes he was in a way that said I was proud to be his Mom.
As we left I said my usual “let’s leave this as good or better than we found it.” (One of the 55 Essential Rules) My sweet boys went to work cleaning up paper cups, napkins and chocolate wrappers and throwing them away; picking up jackets, mittens and silver bells. Noble straightened the ottomans. I buckled Joseph into his car seat and as I picked him up to go Noble turned and took my bag from me. The two women murmured again.
Were they happy the lady with four kids was finally leaving?
No, as I wished them good evening they said. “We have been so impressed with your boys and think they are just remarkable!”
Remarkable. Warms a Mother’s heart.
I thanked them and made sure the boys heard what they had said. I could really tell the women were in awe of them and honestly I was a little too. It was one of those times where they really demonstrated what we have taught them. I have such REMARKABLE boys.
