The Small Things

Micah and I had lunch at Subway. We shared a footlong. I got extra onions on his half, because the boy loves onions. He picked them off and ate them plain.

Micah spent his meal vacillating between concentrating on his food, and people watching. The man that came in and went to the restroom before ordering definitely broke protocol. He deserved to be growled at. The lady with the Farrah Fawcett hair garnered a wide smile, and he had to pat my arm to direct my gaze in her direction. He missed nothing.

I spent the meal watching Micah.

We parked behind the speech therapy building and walked up through the parking lot. Micah discovered the joys of fallen leaves. They crunch when you step on them. They are glorious to kick. They are the best for shuffling through. He slowed his pace to extend the fun.

I slowed so that I could walk just behind him, watching.

Because he missed school the day before, Micah insisted on standing in the driveway waiting for the van to come for ten full minutes this morning before finally deciding that it might be alright to wait inside where it was warmer. For a boy who fought school for three long years, this made me smile from the inside out.

I waited patiently in the cold with him, listening to him talk about things and watching him make elaborate hand gestures.

Sometimes it's the small things that make the biggest impact. Sometimes seeing the world through the eyes of a child is the best way to see it. Sometimes I need to learn from my children how to live life to the fullest.

12 comments:

Fishsticks and Fireflies said...

Thank you for reminding me to slow down and find the joy in the little things that make up my day-to-day . . . I had forgotten. And yeah for Micah loving school!

Keri said...

I try to remind myself of that often... usually while watching my little ones skip and run to everything... I wonder when we stop skipping with excitement?

designHER Momma said...

I love spending one-on-one time with my girls. It's in those quiet moments we really see our children.

Karen said...

Keri - probably when we give birth and skipping makes your weak bladder leaky. Or maybe that's just me.

Roger said...

Very well said, and I think I will take your advice and do just that this whole weekend. :)

CC said...

Hurray for Micah!!!!! And I'm so glad he loves school now :)

I am a Tornado ~ proven fact! said...

I'm with Roger up there. YES.

I was sick last weekend and my girlys enjoyed thier weekend activities without me.

NOT THIS WEEKEND! And we have a LOADED one. YAY! Filled with kid-lovin stuff not icky cucky adult stuff. So I will enjoy every moment watching (and sometimes participating) in all of the child-like wonders of fall.

Too bad it's going to be a miserable weekend.

But we will still have Fun; there is no other option!

Burgh Baby said...

Annnnnd . . . I'm caught back up. I had twelve posts to read, and this one was, by far, my favorite. Well said, ma'am, well said.

Michelle said...

Amen.

And sadly, the thing I'm most disappointed about the rain we have right now is that it means no crunchy leaves.

LOVE the people watching. I'm right there with Micah.

HalfAsstic.com said...

And Micah definitely lives it to the fullest! He is a joy!

Shellie said...

What an awesome boy to see the world through!

Karen Deborah said...

awhhh this is just plain sweet, you know, heartwarming...