Miracles

A few months back, when it was ridiculously cold in FL, we took the boys to the mall one frosty night. When we got back into the car, the car wouldn't start. Marcelo tried turning it on a few times and nothing happened. I turned to the kids and said, "Let's say a prayer." We prayed that the car would start and we would be able to get home. When we finished the prayer, Marcelo turned the key and the car started right up. Diego exclaimed, "It's magic!!" I said, "No, not magic. A miracle." We explained a little about miracles. Now he's convinced everything is a miracle. Like if a toy is broken and Marcelo changes the battery, it's a "miracle" that the toy works again. Today, we went to the incredibly packed local zoo and had to park in the dirt. When we were leaving, we came thisclose to getting stuck in the dirt. It took a few tries to back out, but we made it. Diego rejoiced, "It's a miracle!"

And you know what? I think he's right. I can't even count the number of little miracles that happen everyday and that I take for granted. Hearing Diego's innocent take on things helps me to look at things differently and focus on these little miracles.

Today's miracles: the baby kicking and squirming in my belly, the shuttle launch we all got up to see this morning, the fact that Celo didn't hurt himself a single time while he ran willy nilly all over the slippery cement today (with me reminding him to "stop running!!" the entire time), the house didn't burn down when I left my flat iron on for 3 hours, the boys cleaned up their toys in half the time and with half the nagging, we made it home from the zoo safely even though a lady ran a stop sign and nearly t-boned us, the kids were soooo good all day with minimal bickering, and the list goes on.

Off topic, but you know what else is a miracle? The fact that Diego can speak well. Why? Because sometimes I don't correct him when he says things wrong. It's just too cute! For instance, he calls shivering "sugaring". And sunscreen is "sumscream". I always tell myself, "I'll tell him how to say it the right way next time." But sugaring??? Come on. That's cute. "Mommy, it's cold! I'm sugaring!"

I love that sweet, cuddly boy. And the other crazy one, too.