When we got in the car this morning, Izzy picked up the loom and said, "Hey, Mom. Do you want to see what I've done?"
Expecting to see the bands lined up and ready to be woven together, I said, "Sure, honey."
Picking up the loom and turning it so that I could see it in the rear view mirror, my jaw dropped.
"Izzy! Did you just do that? They were all lined up just a minute ago!" I asked.
"Yeah," she confidently answered. "It was almost ready (to be a pot holder), but then I twisted a few and then moved a few, too. Do you like it?"
"I don't just like it. I LOVE it!" I told her.
She beamed. Izzy is like me. She likes to hear that she's on the right path. She likes to know that others see her hard work and appreciate it. She likes to get things done right, but doesn't like to try, try again, even thought she knows that's sometimes how things finally get done.
I can't remember if it was for her birthday or for Christmas that Izzy got that weaving loom to make pot holders. Whenever it was, it was awhile ago. Even though she's had it for long time now, she's yet to make a pot holder. She's tried a few times, but she's met frustration at each of those attempts. Fiona has offered to help her, so hopefully Izzy will be able to enjoy the activity instead of walking away from it likes she's been doing.
Asking her if I could please take a picture of the magnificent work she'd done, she said yes. She added, "You can share it with your friends if you'd like to."
Oh, sweet child, I would be thrilled to.
Created by Izzy
I kept the loom in the kitchen windowsill so that I could see it during the day. I also emailed the Novena prayers to myself. That way, I can remember to say the prayer first thing tomorrow morning until the nine days are over. As I pray, I'm going to add being thankful for Izzy's spunky personality. That spunky trait has gotten Izzy in trouble in the past, but not this time. It showed me how patient, creative, and talented she can be.
With how busy my family is, and with five kids underfoot we really are so very busy, it's nice to slow down and to appreciate simple beauty. You know what's even better? Seeing that that simple beauty came from a child, a child who happens to be mine.