Last night, my littles reminded me AGAIN why I love being a mom so much!!
We do not go out as a family often – as you can imagine, it is very expensive to take a family of 12 anywhere. If we don’t have a membership, we rarely go. (Thank you to the Children’s Museum, Science Museum, Underwater Adventures, and the Minnesota Zoo for giving us places to go on rainy days!) When the kids received free meals at Pizza Ranch after their dentist appointments and eye exams last month, they couldn’t have been more excited! They carefully counted their free meal passes and were thrilled to count nine free meals – one for each of the littles, except Maggie who doesn’t eat food yet. We picked our date and counted down the days until our Pizza Ranch adventure. (It is ALWAYS an adventure when you take 10 littles anywhere!)
At last, the day was FINALLY here! The kids all picked out a special outfit – even the bigger kids – and couldn’t wait for their daddy to come home. Then it happened…
One of the littles got into BIG trouble. Not your average, everyday trouble. BIG trouble. The correction for the infraction was immediate grounding for one week. ALL activities for the week were taken away. As the reality sunk in, the tears started. No Pizza Ranch.
Slowly, all of the other littles rallied around. Quietly, they each took a turn begging Adrian and me for any other correction for their sibling. It just wouldn’t be the same without everyone. Soon, all of the kids were crying at the thought of going out as a family without their sibling. As hard as it was, Adrian and I had to stick with our correction. The disciplined child could not go to Pizza Ranch.
The kids all gathered together, privately, and came to a decision – if one of them couldn’t go to Pizza Ranch, none of them wanted to go. They all wanted to wait for one week until everyone could go. With tears in their eyes, and disappointment on their faces, they asked Adrian and me if we could eat dinner at home and save their free Pizza Ranch passes for one more week.
Adrian and I, though saddened for the reason, were so proud of our children at that moment. One of our kids said it best, “Without (sibling), we just aren’t a family. For better or for worse, we are a family and we do special things together.”
I sure love my family!! For better or worse, we ARE a family and, as my littles clearly showed me last night, we stick by each other.
1 Timothy 5:8 But if anyone does not provide for his own, and especially for those of his household, he has denied the faith and is worse than an unbeliever.