Landon

I would like for you to meet Landon John Frame.
He is the third child in my clan. Landon is slow. I don't mean mentally slow or developmentally challenged in anyway...he is just my slow to go little guy. I'm thinking this all started 5 years ago when the little guy was born...he took his time coming into the world because really...what's the rush? I spent weeks telling everybody that my deliveries with my other two children were so fast and Landon being my third one would surely be a delivery for the record books. I was wrong. Little Mr. Frame seemed intent on proving his laboring mother wrong...and he did.

Now let's jump ahead a couple of years when Landon is walking, running, talking up a storm, getting into his big sister's closet and building legos alongside his brother...he does it all at his own pace...slow. I can think back and clearly hear myself telling Landon to "hurry up!" I think I have probably said or commanded this to him maybe a million times in the past 5 years. Then the other day...it hit me. Why am I rushing him? What is the hurry? I had not one good answer for this and realized that this little guy has it all figured out. Take your time and enjoy what you're doing. He has absolutely no problem in finding his own pace and making it work or him. When I realized this the other day...I was so envious of him. I am one of those mom's who is in a hurry to do e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g. You name it...I'm in a mad dash to get it done. Why, you might ask? The answer is...I haven't the darnedest clue...guess that's just how I am used to doing things. (side note...you would be utterly amazed at how much I can get done in an hour alone...I could probably write a book on multi-tasking)

In my realization of all this rushing around...I decided that I didn't like the fact that I tried to constantly hurry up my little Landon and possibly take the happy out of things that he was trying to enjoy. Soooooo....I made a change. I stopped (okay, I still slip once in awhile and stop myself in mid "hurry up" mode). I am trying to slow my pace and not be in such a hurry to get it all done without taking the time to enjoy and revel and most importantly to just be in that moment. That is a pretty big lesson from a little guy...one of the best that I have ever learned. So now, walks from the car to the classroom are on Landon's time, and when Mikey has something cool to tell me about his football game at school, I am all ears for as long as he needs me to be, and when Morgan wants to crack the eggs for Sunday breakfast...she can take as long as she needs (okay...that one might be rushed a little if we need to get breakfast on the table before Mr. Clark has to leave for work).

Landon, thank you for taking your time and for showing mom just how great slowing down can be. xoxo