Terrible two’s. You know the age I mean. They are into everything. Nothing is safe from their eyes, ears, fingers and mouth. When they are in high gear, no room stays clean … that is unless you exhaust yourself trying to keep it that way. You pray for nap time … and some of them oblige you briefly.
Their alert and active little bodies miss nothing, and they wear you out with their adventures and mis-adventures.
And then there is Jeffy.
Jeffy … a two-year old little boy. If he could, he would be active. If he could, he would wear his mother out. If he could.
As a result of a near drowning, Jeffy is in a coma. He has improved tremendously from those first days of being on a ventilator. But it’s all a matter of perspective.
Our church organized a group of people willing to go to Jeffy’s home at a scheduled time and put his little body through motions to keep him from getting stiff. As I exercise the little arms and legs, the comparison to a normal two year old flashes through my mind. My thoughts turn to his parents.
Do you have an active … into everything … two year old? Are there times when you just want to put them in a cage for a few hours so you can have some peace and quiet?
Take a mental visit to Jeffy’s room.
All the toys are exactly where the last adult placed them. Nothing has to be put away behind a lock for his protection. Everything is safe and no messes will be made. You see, he can’t get into anything.
His mom would gladly put up with your problem.
The next time you catch yourself beginning to despair survival (for you or possibly the two year old), bring your thoughts into perspective. That active little body and mind has such potential … and is a wonderful gift from God.
View all the mess and your exhaustion through the eyes of Jeffy’s mom. You really don’t want the alternative … the end to activity.
Hold that little body tight and say a great big thanks to God for that squirming child.