Me: What did you learn about today, Noah?
Noah: Um....*pause* Abraham.
Me: *somewhat shocked* Abraham!?! Wow! *pause as I think up a good follow up question* What did Abraham do?
Noah: Um...I don't know. *pause* He did this. *points his finger up*
Me: This? *I point my finger up*
Noah: Yes. At all the stars.
Me: Because God promised to give him as many children as there are stars in the sky?
Noah: Yes. And Sarah was there. And she had a baby.
Me: *continuing to be jaw-droppingly amazed at his retention and ability to communicate the lesson he heard* And what was the baby's name?
Me: Wow. Baby Isaac.
Me to Jamie and Tim (our friend who was over for the day): This is amazing! I love this age!
We continue our conversation for a few more seconds and then it turns to something else - probably poop or how apple juice has sugar in it.
But for those few minutes there, I was basking.
Basking in the absolute pleasure and joy and amazement of hearing and seeing my son learn about something amazing and be able to tell me all about it.
Parenting. There is literally NOTHING like it.
I love my job.