I Love You Forever

While we were at Meem and Peep's house over Christmas, Seth found a copy of "I Love You Forever," by Robert Munsch.  It had been one of our favorites when the boys were younger and Seth was excited to read it again.  What a sweet, sweet book.  Things haven't changed much.  I still can not get through it without choking up. 

Eric and I always used to laugh when we read the book, because it gets a little creepy toward the end when the mother drives across town with a ladder on top of her car and sneaks into her grown son's house to rock and sing him to sleep. 

It is a sweet creepy, though. And as my boys grow bigger, I can see myself as that little lady driving right over to "break and enter" for the purpose of holding my sweet boys again. 

*tear*

Anyway, thanks to our revisiting the book, tonight there was an additional song added to our usual bedtime repertoire. Normally, the boys bedtime routine consists of Eric reading their Bible with them, then possibly another story or a Brainquest or two. Then he prays with them and afterward, I come in to sing to them.  For as long as I can remember, I have been singing John Lennon's "Beautiful Boy" to Biz.  It is our song.  Granny used to sing Seth "Rock-a-Bye Baby" when she visited and when Seth got old enough to have a say, I asked him what he wanted our bedtime song to be.  "Rock-a-Bye Baby" was his definitive choice and it stuck.  I usually start at the top bunk with Biz, sing his song, and then I pray over him.  Then I make my way down to the bottom bunk to Seth, sing his song, and then I pray over him. 

Tonight, as I mentioned, there was a varience to our routine.  As soon as I stopped singing to Biz, Seth informed me that he wanted to sing a song to me.  I snuggled up beside of him and from out of those sweet lips came:

"I love you forever
I'll like you for always
As long as I'm living
Your baby I'll be.

I love you forever
I'll like you for always
As long as I'm living
My Mommy you'll be."

Then Seth said the most precious prayer over me.   If I could have just bottled up that moment... My heart was mush and completely filled.  I have had a rough day today and the Lord used my sweet boy to pour out a blessing over me through a song and a prayer.

Yes, I will be that Momma in the book, "I Love You Forever."  I understand her heart.  My boys will never be too big or too old to be hugged, rocked, and sung to by their Momma.   I will drive across town, across the state, or across the country with a ladder tied to my car in the middle of the night, just to sing a declaration of my love for them.

My poor future daughters-in-law.