So this week, as I was rushing to get Eldest Twerp to her Field Day in time and trying to make Middle Twerp's kindergarten enrollment and looking for a white tee-shirt for Baby Twerp's art day...I was rushing. Rushing. Rushing. Rushing. And when I rush, the whole world rushes with me. So I was dragging my Twerps to my next appointment when Middle Twerp stopped dead in his tracks and screamed....WAIT! LOOK! LIFE! And up above us was a momma bird feeding her freshly hatched baby birds. MT was right. We stopped and looked and admired and I was late. But I sat down criss cross applesauce on the ground and watched. I watched my kids soaking in life. I watched my kids taking the time to appreciate. I watched my spawn slowing me down and experiencing life. I was late that day. But it was all worth it.
Middle Twerp's words were much wiser than he knew. And deeper in meaning than just the birds. They rang with me the rest of this week. They made me stop and think in 20 years whatam I going to be remembering? The tee-shirt? The enrollment papers? Or the picnics? The walks? The car pool talks? The daily events?