Earlier today, as I was cleaning the clutter from the kitchen table, I knocked down a basket full of crayons. They rolled all over the floor in every direction, and I muttered something under my breath.
Within seconds, my two-year-old enthusiastically chimed, “I’ll help you mama!”
And there she was in an instant, scooping up crayons and dropping them into the basket. So helpful that one. Not only does she like doing everything for herself, she likes doing for the rest of us, too.
I scanned the floor and noticed many broken crayon pieces scattered about. Perfectionist and grown-up that I am, I decided we should only try to keep the “good” ones. We could save the bits and pieces for melting into new crayon shapes
yeah right, or more than likely, we’d save them indefinitely until the day I decide we’d saved them long enough and throw them out. Either way, they weren’t good enough to make it back into my perfect crayon basket.
So I asked my daughter to put the broken crayons in a separate pile, and in her excited, high-pitched voice that I can’t get enough of, she responded, “I know…so we can put them under our pillows! And in our pockets!”
Did your heart just melt? I know mine did.
You know, your mama may be a kid at heart but she’s forgotten some of the secrets you possess, little one. Thanks for sharing them with me.
May you always have a pillow and a pocket for your treasures.
But may you empty that pocket before I do the laundry.