And so we danced...

The last few days I played single mom of two as my husband had to leave town on business. Yesterday as I was attempting to do the dishes while the littlest slept...Camden decided, it wasn't time for that. Every time I would open the dishwasher I had maybe two seconds to slip something in before little hands would ever so politely, as if I had asked him to do it, shut the dishwasher. I wasn't getting much done....and so I changed course. I loaded one last dish and looked down as he once again proceeded to shut the dishwasher...upon completing his task he looked up at me, hands raised and said with careful pronunciation "up". I smiled at my little man, because I know how hard he has to work to pronounce words and gladly lifted that little body into my arms. We decided to turn on some music, my kid is a sucker for a good tune. The music started and Camden's face lit up with a smile. I set him down and said "lets dance!" which is exactly what we did...we danced, we marched, we ran, we jumped, we pretended to be several animals of Camden's choosing and we laughed. I didn't realize just how much Camden had been needing his mom...but not just around...he really needed me, and yet the bigger surprise was just how much I had been needing him. He refilled my soul and my heart and I realized that a little dancing with my three year old should and will always take priority.