Today was another day of waking up to the realization that I am definitely not 17 any more. I can't have a mid-week girls' night that involves skating for a couple hours! At least not if I have to wake up and get Sweet P out the door in time to make the bus.
Well, I guess I can, because I did. But it didn't feel nice. Not at all.
And then I've found myself fairly troubled by world events, as I'm sure many of you are.
But then I propped Baby B up at the rocking chair tonight. And he just went nuts. He was bouncing up and down and giggling like mad. Because he was so stinkin' thrilled that he was standing. He's been standing propped up like that for a while now, but he still gets so excited about it. It's great. He turned to smile at me and we shared a great giggle together over his awesome skills. And, just as he has done since the moment he was born, suddenly everything was simplified and clarified. And that was my Joyful Moment.
My baby is magic.
Wishing you all magical Joyful Moments!
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Yes, today brought big concerns about the world around us. It also brought a day spent walking to the library with 2 of my grandchildren for story hour and then an hour + at the park on our walk home. JOY
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