Ever since she was a baby, Sienna wakes up in a dreamy and happy way. The old adage to “never wake a sleeping baby” totally didn’t apply to her. She’d wake up with joy and enthusiasm, as if to say “What exciting new thing awaits me?!” Fortunately, this sweet trait continues to bless our mornings.
Typically, I’ll go into Sienna’s room to wake her, after Dennis, Teo and I have been up for a while already. As she’s a young teenager now, I really cherish the morning routine of waking her. I bask in her sweetness before she’s conscious enough to roll her eyes at me. Often I’ll gentle stroke her face until her eyes flutter open. Other times, I’ll be silly (on mornings when I’ve already had some coffee) and animate her teddy bear, or I’ll start singing a song like “Rise and Shine and Give God the Glory”.
We recently planted a couple vines outside her bedroom window, so I started pulling aside the curtain by her bed as we greet the day. One is a baby pink climbing rose and the other is a beautiful jasmine plant that smells amazing! They’re both just getting started, but we’re excited to watch them grow.
This past Monday morning, I pulled the curtain back and spontaneously broke into the old Oklahoma song “Oh, What a Beautiful Morning”:
Oh, what a beautiful morning,
Oh, what a beautiful day,
I’ve got a wonderful feeling,
Everything’s going my way.
Before her eyes even opened, Sienna smiled at me.
Both of my parents brought music and special songs into our lives. It’s amazing how often those songs make the trek from the recesses of my mind into the present moment. Throughout my childhood, my dad would often sing “Oh, What a Beautiful Morning” all the way through. Just when we were giggling and assumed the song had to stop soon, he’d go for the next verse or another time through the chorus. I have such fond memories of him belting out that tune!
I’ve been reflecting on the sweet moments of family life lately. Sienna and Mateo have grown so much this past year and time feels like it’s flying by! I want to cherish the routine moments of our days, the ones I will miss when they’re off to college and living away from home. When I think back to my childhood, it’s the songs, traditions, and moments of connection with my mom, dad, brother and sister that remind me of the love that surrounded us. I pray our kids cherish these moments too.