This is an in your face post to all the A-list bloggers out there with thousands of RSS subscribers and readers. Yes, I only have two averaged subscriber and sometimes it’s only one. But it doesn’t really matter, I am not envious or bitter because I know for a fact that GOD, yes the Almighty One, reads my blog.

How can I be sure? Read this!

Yesterday’s post was about how to listen to your children and how to be aware of their direct and indirect communication methods. I felt pretty good writing that post. I was able to really share some good information with my readers. This elation that enveloped me lasted the whole day. I was beaming with pride and confidence as I walk through the classrooms to observe some teachers and students. However, everything changed the minute we, Smiley Face and I, got into the car to go home.

I first asked how her day went. She said everything was great! So I said, “great.” I settled into my I’m getting ready to battle traffic mode. I turned on the music and I started to let my body relax. As soon as I pulled out of the school parking lot, God, with his/her divine humor, showed up.

Yes, God showed up! How? He made his presence known through my daughter Smiley Face.

Smiley Face started talking to me about her dreams. I turned down the radio and listened to her intently. It was the least I could do. Heck! I just posted on my blog the topic about listening to your children effectively. I would be the biggest hypocrite if I didn’t pay attention to my own daughter, my car buddy.

So, I listened. And listened. And listened some more. Geeeeez Loiiiis! She talked and talked and talked the entire trip, 1 1/2 hours worth of jabbing about dreams, video games, her analyzing dreams, her little brother’s dreams, and on and on and on.

I wanted to tune her off. I increased the radio volume a litte bit higher but she lowered it down so that I can hear her better. So I gave a lot of  really? huh? wow! you don’t say? that’s funny. ok. ok. ok…

I could not ignore her. I didn’t want to break the same advice I gave on my blog. I practice what I preach! But, oh how I wished she’d stop talking. I wished I had the courage to tell her to be quiet, but I couldn’t. I didn’t want to stiffle her imagination and her self-expression.

By nature, Smiley Face, like everyone in the family, is a talker. But, like everyone in the family, she hardly speaks when she’s in the classroom. So after school, I become her default listener.

Wait, it gets better. When we got home, I thought my ears could finally rest. Sadly, God was not finish with me yet. As soon as we walked in, CJ, met us enthusiastically at the door and he started telling us stories about his day. Every time I look away, he would put his hands on my cheeks and made me look at him. I guess he was just trying to make sure if I was really listening to him. So, I got a healthy dose of “a day in a life of a 3 year old evil genius.”

My ears finally got their rest when everyone went to bed. I got ready for bed and acknowledge my true fan, God, that I got the message.

Maybe if I start going to church on Sundays instead of blog hopping, he would leave me alone?

Naaaaaaah…