It's been awhile since my last post. I could say it's because I was giving it a fair amount of time before giving everyone a full report on Clay's progress since my last post, but that would be a complete lie. To tell you the truth, I have had my first experience with writers block.... If you know me at all, I'm sure this is hard to imagine. But in my defense, I think God gives us all those times of not having the right words so that He can do His greatest works in us. Don't believe me?? Sound crazy?? Can you think of a time in your life when you have been completely disoriented in your thinking and all the sudden after a few days you have a breakthrough with what direction you want your life to go?? DING DING DING!!! That is called the Holy Spirit folks.... Whether you believe in God or not, you are inevitably in His hands and once you become a believer in Christ it becomes more and more evident who is REALLY in control. Back on the subject of Clay, he is doing absolutely wonderful. We have cut out T.V. considerably and have been enforcing rules more consistently. Although I must admit the hardest part is biting back my laughter when he does something he shouldn’t, but still manages to make it as funny as possible. Seeing the changes in him over the last couple weeks has been so great. One thing I have been really tedious about is praying more with my boys. It almost makes me tear up every time I see Clay close his little eye's and fold his little hands. He went through this phase a couple nights in a row where he was scared of monsters in his closet. "Can you open my closet Mommy? Jesus needs to get them monsters outta there!" he would say. He "gets" God so much better than I do. Can you imagine having a true "child-like" faith in God? Never wondering if he was truly going to pull through for you or question whether he really exists? To Clay it is without question. He is real and He will protect him and his brother. For me to understand it, I think about how my boys view us. They never worry where the food is going to come from, if they are going to have clothes for this winter or gas in the car to get the places we want to go. They have complete trust, without even an ounce of thought that those things will just come "out of no where" and will always be provided for them. Wouldn't it be great if WE as adults transferred that to our relationship with Christ? To never worry about a thing, because we know with out a doubt He will provide. It's a hard pill to swallow, especially for all of us control freaks out there.... you know who you are :). Anyway, I just wanted to throw those few things out there and give everyone something to ponder in the days to come.
Back once again to Clay (I've got a few rabbit trails going here...). He walked in on a show I was watching on the Animal Planet called "I Was Bitten". It's a completely addictive show and I watch it every chance I get. There was this kid who was bitten by something called a Bot Fly. It lays it's larva in your skin and the larva basically creates a hole in your leg to breath out of and lives off the surrounding tissue inside of you. Virtually the only way to remove them is to cut off the air supply (either with Vaseline or a tight bandage) and when you see them come up for air, grab them with tweezers and pull them out.... completely disgusting, right?? Well Clay is totally into this video of this kid pulling it out of his leg and he keeps asking me to rewind it so he can see it again (SUCH a boy thing, by the way.) Now he is obsessed with Bot Fly's. He wants one so bad, so he can pull it out! I hear about it at least once every other day and every time he gets a boo boo or a scrape he asks me "Mommy, are we going to get to pull the worm out of this one??" Ugh.... I pray I never have to do anything so disgusting to either of my boys their entire life, because I am guaranteed to be throwing up through the whole process. I'm hoping this Bot Fly thing doesn't turn into some kind of career choice for him.... I may start introducing him to the drums, just in case!
We have started a new sleep schedule in the Wicker house and that is, that both boys are down for a nap by 11:30. Does it happen? Not always... but I would like to say that 3 out of the 7 days of the week are pretty ok. The other 4 are filled with crocodile tears from Aaron and flat out refusal from Clay. Clay sleeps in my room, just to keep the chit chat amongst brothers down to a bare minimum and if you have read any of my other post you already know he can not be around anything cool or exciting while trying to take a nap. I think I have the most boring room in the world but the kid still seems to manage to have a good time in there! I swear you could send him to an island with a sponge and WD-40 and he will build you the Titanic and make his way home... I'm still trying to figure out how to channel his creativity into something positive and stimulating, because it is the most magnificent thing I have ever seen and far to special to waste. Aaron on the other hand is getting by strictly on his good looks and sparkling personality. Don't get me wrong, he is extremely smart, like his dad. He is an amazingly fast learner. But he knows he is charming, therefore worries less about the plan of attack and more about the presentation when coming to you with something he wants. Clay will creatively devise a plan and series of well prepared speeches to get what he wants. Aaron goes straight for the kill with a cute little happy dance and flash his daddy's inherited million dollar smile. All the while thinking..."These suckers fall for it every time!" I lay in bed so many nights trying to think of what my boys are going to end up doing with their lives as they get older.... who will they be? What will they do? Then I remind myself, the only thing that matters is that God is the biggest part of their lives and that they live every day to be closer to knowing Him. My job isn't to push them to finding something they will enjoy. They will find that on their own. My job is to make sure they do what they love while still remembering Who has blessed them with all they have. What a journey this has been and will continue to be.
I pray everyone reading this knows that God see's the deepest desires of our hearts and longs to fulfill them for us. Though He can only fill a basket if it is first given to Him to fill. Have a blessed rest of the week!
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