Something Special... yep, they've got it!

Last Saturday morning Dad and Gabriel were gone to baseball practice and with the weather cooling off (slightly, it was still 89 degrees), I decided to take Isabelle and Michael to a place we hadn't been in a very long time.  The park.  I know, it seems like an oxymoron to me to say we didn't go to the park all summer, growing up in Iowa, that was the ONLY time we got to go to the park.  But such is not the case here, unless you are open to burns on your legs and arms from the plastic being a billion degrees (okay maybe it doesn't get that hot).

So off to the park we went.  We decided to take Jack too.  Michael got out the wagon and at first Isabelle climbed in.  Two seconds later, she wanted nothing to do with the idea of getting pulled, and now, being the big girl that she is, decided instead she'd rather be the one doing the pulling...

As we walked to the park, I was pretty occupied with trying to keep our putzer dog moving, so I listened quietly as Michael and Isabelle carried on a conversation.  Michael talked with her about what Minnie was doing and if she could find the tree she think looks like Mickey Mouse.  Michael offered compliments to Isabelle about how well she was doing pulling Minnie in the wagon and how good she was doing staying on the side walk.

 Isabelle conversed back with him saying, "Go to the park Michael?"  "Lets go on the blue swings."  Michael obliged.

 It wasn't long before Michael decided he wanted to assist Isabelle with her demand to "Go higher!"  He'd push her and she'd respond with full on shrieks and laughs.

  I just sat back and watched.

 For well over an hour the two of them played together like they were the best of friends.  No fighting, no tattling, no arguing over what they should do next.  Michael, often times gave in to what Isabelle wanted to do, but there were plenty of times, she was excited to try what he had done because, "she's a big girl now and can (wants to) do everything her older brothers can do.

As I sat there and observed them, I realized I was watching something pretty special.  Actually, I take that back, I realized I was feeling something special.  The truth is, I have to believe there is a God who brought us all together for a reason.  And that reason is to love one another the best way we know how.

We started for home.  Tired from our long and HOT playtime at the park, Isabelle started getting frustrated that her wagon pulling Minnie was getting too heavy.  Before the meltdown started, Michael sensed her frustration, reached down, carefully grabbed the handle and proceeded to help her pull. Like all was well with the world again, those two strolled along picking up their conversation right where it had left off before.

It's something special... 

and its clear to me, those two definitely got it.

Until next time,
angie