Teddy has met very few battles he does not initially think he can win. He is overly confident (Hmm...not sure where he gets that!!). He is overly confident and he is quick on his feet...but not to quick for me...at least not yet. Anyhow...he immediately replied, "No, you're not. You don't have school stuff so you can't be my teacher!" Boy or boy did I ever want to squeeze that kid at that moment in time. He's got balls!! Who does he think he is?? I have a Ph.D. and I spend all day teaching kids with autism and their families and he's got the nerve to proclaim that I'm not his teacher!?!?! Well...by the grace of God (most of my parenting falls into this category)I pulled it together and explained that in life, there are lots of teachers. Here is how our conversation went:
Rosy: "You're right Teddy, I don't have school stuff so I'm not a school teacher like Ms. Vargas."
Teddy: "Yep!" (Confident rascal!)
Rosy: "But there are lots of different kinds of teachers in life."
Teddy: "What do you mean?"
Rosy: "Well, take Gus...he's your piano teacher, right?"
Rosy: "Does Gus have school stuff?"
Teddy: "No!" (Still not getting it)
Rosy: "What kind of stuff does Gus have?"
Teddy: "Piano stuff." (Duh mom!)
Rosy: "Right, he has piano stuff so he is your piano teacher. Now, how about your swim teacher...does he have school stuff or swim stuff?"
Teddy: "Swim stuff." (About to get it)
Rosy: "So he's still your teacher even though he doesn't have school stuff, right?"
Teddy: "Ya...your right." (Now he got it!!)
Rosy: "So daddy and I are you life teachers. We don't have school stuff, we have life stuff and it's our responsibility to teach you to be a man of character who loves God and is kind to every one. Right?"
Teddy: Nods his head and gets back to his homework (Mom-1, Teddy-0...okay I'm not really keeping track)
About half an hour later, Teddy walked up to me, wrapped his skinny arms around my neck and said, "Mom...congratulations on being such a great parent!" He then gave me a big ole smooch and went outside to ride his bike. I was speechless!! (Mom-1, Teddy-1,000,000 and I bet he IS keeping track!)
I love that story! Those of you who know Teddy can totally picture his cute freckled face with his perfect blue eyes having that conversation with me. The stuff that comes out of that kid's mouth is extraordinary!
Anyway, character is very hard to teach. Most of the time, we teach our children character not by what we say, but what we do! It is also true that people's genuine character is revealed in times of crisis. I hadn't really experienced this in my life until now. The depth of some people's generosity has been humbling.
My character is being tested on daily basis, minute by minute and I am struggling! I know that God is carrying me through this, providing me on-going strength, but I feel so weak!!! I HATE, HATE being weak!!!For a second, a split, on Thursday afternoon after I had met with the Cedars team and fully understood my daughter's death sentence, I thought, "Maybe what I should do is load up Todd and the kids into the van and drive off a bridge!" Trust me it was only a split second. Logistically, there really aren't any good bridges in Santa Barbara :) Just kidding!!
Although I joke about my moment of extreme weakness, I praise God for securing my heart in His strength the very next second! No human, irrespective of height, weight, wealth, status, race or creed is strong enough to walk through this storm! I completely submit to that reality. The strength Todd and I have, moment by moment, is completely Heaven sent and enriched by the hundreds of people praying for our family. Please continue to pray for us. Pray that God will give us wisdom and shower us in strength at each precise moment!
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