It seems like I’m always looking for one moment each week that stands out, trying out and discarding so many that pierce me with their beauty, but which simply can’t be made to look profound or earth-shattering or anything other than exactly what they are: mundane, ordinary moments. And so this week, I dedicate my motherhood moment to the ordinary things:
…My own personal Superman running toward me in the setting sun
…Playing peekaboo with Nicholas around the front of the pews after choir practice
…Julianna putting a choke-hold on my neck when an emergency siren sounds (honey, didn’t you get the memo? You’re supposed to have HYPOtonia…as in weak muscles!)
…The moment when Nicholas coos, “Ga-ga-ga-ga” from the back seat, and Christian and I simultaneously interrupt our conversation to coo back,”Ga-ga-ga-ga!” in perfect unison
…The way my children react to the power of suggestion: All I have to do is say, “tickle tickle!” and they’re primed for adorable giggling.
…Watching Alex’s reading and writing skills take off
…Playing “I’m gonna get you” with the little ones (I’m not sure if this is their favorite game, or mine)
…Seeing Julianna begin to take interest in all kinds of things that she never noticed before: wanting to be picked up to watch when I cook, peering into the microwave, pushing buttons on the TV
…Letting go of Alex’s bicycle and watching him circle the cul de sac for three minutes without mishap
…The nonchalant way Nicholas just shows off a skill he’s never been shown (I call this tuning into the cosmic radio wave)—a moment I didn’t truly appreciate until I’d experienced a child who must be taught everything, painstakingly, and with difficulty
What ordinary moments have made your world beautiful lately?
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Kathleen M. Basi 
Wow, there are so many moments… sadly, though, they seem to be overshadowed by daily concerns. Your posts always inspire me to reflect upon these special snapshots:
…The children running into my room each morning, giggling and squealing “Mommeeeeee!”, and jumping on my bed.
…Seeing them playing together nicely, entertaining and enjoying each other’s company.
…Every smile that my son gives me, and he gives me lots of smiles that are tiny copies of his father’s.
…When they behave like angels in public, and people say “You have such beautiful children.”
…Climbing into my lap when I’m trying to work, because it means they’d rather be in my arms than anywhere else.
Watching my granddaughter who will be five months old next week (!) as she soaks in every detail around her. Listening to my son play with his lightsaber making all the sound effects with his own mouth instead of the switch that turns it on. Love your list!
Recently praying with my 5 year old daughter for an ill friend..She said “mom, I’m sure if Jesus raised someone from the dead and walked out on water making her feel better shouldn’t be a problem”
Having child like faith….
Oh, beautiful.