Sunday, May 6, 2012

Sensei Cobb

The sweetest thing happened in a stake church meeting today. The visiting general authority spoke of unappreciated blessings in our own backyards, and then, with a happy smile, asked all the primary kids in the audience of 3,000 to stand up. Then he asked them to wave. Parents everywhere hoisted their kids onto their laps or their chairs as they waved to the rest of us. The GA let them wave to us for about 30 seconds or so, eventually inviting the young women and young men of the stake to also stand and wave. He asserted to us adults that we were seeing our own most precious natural resource. I absolutely teared up while watching the sea of little, exuberant hands;  I remember as a little girl being so happy and excited whenever grown-ups would give a shout-out to kids in church. I was always very aware and honored by the idea that I, a child, mattered. In fact, my favorite scripture (the only one I memorized before the required 100 scripture masteries of high-school seminary) was Matthew 18:1-4,

 At the same time came the disciples unto Jesus, saying, Who is the agreatest in the kingdom of heaven?
 And Jesus called a little child unto him, and set him in the midst of them,
 And said, Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little achildren, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.
 Whosoever therefore shall ahumble himself as this little bchild, the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven.
Cute little twins walking ahead of me
at the Ghana Embassy this weekend.
I felt the weight of the responsibility to be a good girl, to believe in Jesus and God and to trust them, and to love the people around me: parents, siblings, ward members, etc. Today I was so happy that the kids in my stake could have a moment of recognition and honor, and perhaps come to more fully feel their value.

I passed my one-year "nanniversary" with Cobb in March, and he continues to be a wonderful light in my life. However, I'm starting to covet jobs that actually constitute a career move. Eight more months until the long-awaited Master's degree is in my hand (I'm still hammering out the details of my two and five year plans. No, I'm not going on a mission... but travelling and learning languages is a large, and favorite, part of the plan).

Today I wanted to take a moment to document all of the wisdom I have gleaned fromCobb this year. What a wonderful, brave, kind little soul he is. He's taught me so many things I never would have known if I had been saddled into a desk job and thinking about myself and my own dumb stuff all the time.
Cobb + White House

And so, I present my list of Cobb-born Truths:

- Men are the same whether they are two or thirty-two. They just need hugs, kisses, food, and toys.

- Coming to work in a bad mood is like playing a very, very dangerous game of baby Russian roulette. Little kids have the intuitive ability when faced with cranky grown-ups to either morph into perfectly sweet angels that make your day, or to devolve into tiny monsters who mirror your murky mood and mire you in misery (Neal Maxwell himself couldn't have pieced together a better alliteration! Somewhere, he is so proud of me). Reveal your anger to a toddler at your own risk.

- You do NOT need to be rich to raise a great kid!!!!*

- When in doubt, dispense a snack.

Cobb climbing over the fountains at NMAI
- If you are not a kid person, just remember that even little people are incredibly moved when you show them empathy. This includes getting excited about things that they love (the cartoon on their shoe, the toy in their hand) and crying emphatically with them when the things they love most are taken away (parent, bottle, Curious George,  etc).

- Positive communication/discipline is not only possible, it really does work! Better! Instead of reacting to the bad in Cobb's behavior, I seek hourly to encourage him to do something right and praise the heck out of him when he does. His trust in me has been multiplied many times as a result.

- Afternoon naps are one of the greatest things that you can possibly do with your one o'clock hour.

- When you are in a fight, it's ok to take five and go outside on the porch to practice some very enthusiastic yoga breathing.

- Every day  you have a chance to start over. At least with little kids. Forgiveness is quick and beautiful with them.

-Patience, patience, patience. With kids you have to look at the long run. He might not pick up the word/food/behavior I want him to appreciate and understand right now, but I am laying a great foundation, day in and day out, over years' time. And it's worth it, to make a great little boy into a great young man.

- Don't freak out, talk it out. That's Cobb's parents' motto, and they practice it wholeheartedly as a family. I am so moved by the time they take to talk to me, every day, about their son, my worries, their plans, etc. I want to be as gracious a person to people I associate with/employ as they are to me.

-Finally, this one is just for me and Cobb: I have learned to recognize a glimmer in his eyes, a certain special grin that appears on his face multiple times a day while in the midst of playing. I must stop what I'm doing, sit down on the floor, and he will run at me full-speed and bowl me over with a giant hug. He loves me and wants to show me he loves me and that he is happy. These moments constitute the most precious parts of my week. I'm grateful for the opportunity to hang out with such a sweet little person. I believe Heavenly Father knew what he was doing when he dropped this job into my lap.

 Cobb and I having fun last summer.

*I AM partial to two expensive baby toys that make my life soo much easier: the BoB running stroller and the baby monitors with cameras in them. Take note, all my preggo friends. Also, one thing my boss says she wishes she HADN'T dropped a ton of money on is the baby carrier/car seat. The cheap target one gets the job done just as well as the designer moneybags one.

** This just made me laugh. For any mom out there who feels her education is taking a hit while she takes care of baby... here's a way to learn while you play!


jbroclayto said...

Oh man. I love this. 110% truth, boys from 2-32, that's all they need. Love you Linds.

Aaron S said...

Yep, that sounds about right on the boys age 2-32 tidbit :) Also, lots of other great advice in there, so thanks for sharing!

MOM said...

It's nice to wake up to a new Lindsey Post...especially one like this. You know, people can live all their lives and not learn what you have in such a short amount of time. Thanks for being so groovy and observant and instituting all the good things you've learned. PS-In all your "planning"... plan to write. It's one of your great gifts...along with wisdom and humor...a triple threat I'd say! Love you!

Amanda said...

I love this, Lindsey. Love the beginning, love the middle, love the end. You are so observant and I so enjoy your insights. Several very pertinent parenting reminders. You are a special girl... this sounds like a love letter but I love this!!