Thankfully brad and I are quite aware of this opportunity to demonstrate to our son how we value and adore him. The lord is also incredibly conscious of this precious boy and his love of being loved. so , we all got together, jesus, brad and I, and brad located and purchased a trampoline off craigslist for a screaming deal. Bradley stealthy bought the tramp and secured it on the trailer whilst I had the adorables distracted at soccer games. He is so good!
Again with the knowledge of bears expectations, we decided to celebrate on Sunday in addition to Monday as all fam members would be able to participate all day long. Also, brad and I were so excited to gift Weston his tramp there was no way we could wait more than was completely necessary. Saturday was a full and fun day during which both boys had soccer games, we attended the flywheel association's equipment parade and flea market , and visited cranes for an apple picking adventure. We settled in at a decent time all together in the nest and slept hard until Sunday dawned and it was time to party.
After changing his mind 32 times, Weston settled on cinnamon rolls rather than donuts for breakfast. He got first choice and devoured his danish. Bear had already been asking after some details about his gifts, size, whether you could eat it, etc. Enough was enough, so brad retrieved the trailer holding the trampoline and I allowed the boys some wii time. They were busy passing new levels, but when brad suggested heading outside to check for any presents, the boys quickly ditched mario.
There, hooked upside down to the trailer, was the trampoline.
Bear loved it.
I bravely assisted brad in flipping the tramp right side up and the adorables were on and jumping. They continued to jump the entire day long, breaking only for meals and a brief rest time enforced by the parents as it is exhausting watching all that exercise!
the weather was cool but sunny and brad and I spent the day watching the babes learn new tricks and reach new bouncing heights. At one point, wes suffered a deep depression regarding the fact that he only received one present from us. Things were not okay in his world, brad had to chase wes down after he took off on his bike for a new family. To my hormonal mind, this was a big deal. What were we doing wrong that Weston felt dissatisfied with a grand gift, that he felt entitled to more though he could come up with nothing else he really wanted other than more!? While bear regrouped in his room, I took some time to regroup as well. We both recognized wes' age plays a significant role in his behavior. Also, ours is a society of entitlement and materialism. The brief experience of disappointment allowed for brad and I to discuss these things and consider ways to raise our children to be counterculturally grateful and aware of the abundance god has graciously given us . A challenge, but one we feel god callifng us to. Pray for us that we lead with our example how to live a life of respondent thanksgiving.
20 minutes following bear's quest for a new family, we were happily ensconced in the veen heading to McDonald's, Weston's dinner choice. He came out of his sadness with a grateful heart and apologized to brad for his words and behavior. So proud of that big boy behavior!
A bonus nest night concluded the family day of celebrating Weston . Do not worry, bear's actual day was quite special as well. I served his zucchini bread breakfast with a candle. We created a special perler/hamma bead circle. lunchables were the stars of our special birthday lunch. Weston played way more wii than typically allowed. I made special pancakes from scratch and some yummy pumpkin cake for supper. We added a sprinkler under the trampoline for added fun.
And, bear had soccer practice during which his sophomore coaches made him feel super special by gathering the entire team around him and singing happy birthday. They had a scrimmage against another team having practice in a nearby field. Bear scored the one and only goal of the mini game much to his delight. That little face is priceless. We came home for cake and a quick visit with daddy until we all collapsed in exhaustion.
O lord, thank you for our Weston bear! Thank you for his spirit of courage, and his sweet personality. Thank you for teaching us about you through wes. Please protect wes and guide him faithfully as he learns to use his strong will to do big things in your kingdom.
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