Beckham woke up in the middle of the night. As I was tucking him back in bed he got chatty.
"Mom? What is Heavenly Father's last name?""Um..I'm not sure that He has one. You'll have to ask Him when you see Him.""When I go to Heaven?""Yes.""I think it's Mossby.""Oh...OK then. Goodnight"And as I'm walking out the door trying to stifle my impending laughter I can hear Beckham saying to himself, "I think when I ask Him He's goin' say,"Why yes, my last name is Mossby.""So now you know.
I know being a mom is the most important thing in the world, but tonight I wish I had more creative outlets. Play dough and coloring books aren't filling the need. Secretly, I wish I were Oprah. How amazing would that be to be able to change and help, in HUGE ways, anyone you desire!
The catch is, right now my kids are small. I know other women can do both, but for me, I know I am a better mom if I limit the number of "projects" I have going. This I know. And right now, my kids come first. Still.......tonight I long to be creative and inspirational to someone older than 5.
