The Deer and the Dear

The title of this blog will have to wait as I really don't quite know where I am going with it this morning.  I don't write often because I have to feel inspired to write.  That usually happens when I am on vacation.  It is difficult for me to write in my natural habitat because life is so routine and as a Household Manager (Homemaker) life because a bit boring and it is difficult to see outside the box.  

Outside the box at this moment there is a cherry tree in full bloom and many flowering plants trying desperately to grow.  There are the lilies and roses among others trying to make their way to the surface.  But there is danger lurking all around.  The danger is the deadly deer.  I know you will want to laugh at this but trust me my roses and my lilies are not laughing at this time.  I hear their cry of terror when the deer come out.  Yes you think those sweet delicate looking animals with those cute ears and those big eyes are really innocent, but they are not.  They sneak into the unsuspecting yard.  They look around and they find their feast.  They go over to it and destroy it.  They eat the poor innocent new buds of the flowers that have just come up.   Then they see me in the house.  They know I am there and they stare.  I know what they are thinking.  They are daring me to come outside.  I go outside.  They continue to stare me down.  I am only a few feet from them and they continue to stare.  The look is not innocent.

They know what they have done and they know I don't like it.  Then they turn around and run out of the yard.  Yesterday, my husband saw a baby buck just sitting outside on our grass.  He looked so sweet and innocent.  My husband wouldn't let me go outside to scare him away.

Last week I saw a dead deer on the side of the road.  He was hit by a car.  Well one down and don't know how many more to go.  

On the exciting part of my life there is my little Ethan.  He is three weeks old now and getting cuter every day.  My son has been good to me.  Several times a week he calls me on I Chat and shows the baby to me.  I actually saw him with his eyes open a couple of times now.  Last night he didn't want to keep his little gloves on.  Who can blame him.  I would want to see what my hands look like too and of course there is the thumb.  He probably wants to suck on his thumb.

He managed to remove one of his mittens but he daddy put it right back on him and he began to cry.  Can you imagine how frustrating it must for that little one.  The reasoning for the glove is to keep him from scratching his face.  I love the way my son cares for his son.  I know they are both such good parents but it is fun to watch my own child be a parent.  I am so proud of him.  I only wish I had known how to appreciate child development when I had them right near me.  But God is now allowing me to see and appreciate the miracle of growth behind the scenes.

I must say that if I stand back and take time to smell the roses (when they are there) I am in awe of God's creation.  He is so good to us and through His creation He is reminding us how much He loves us.  Both the deer and our dear loved ones are to be loved no matter what they do because Jesus loved us first.