It was a beautiful evening. The sky was blue. The clouds were fluffy. The breeze was light. And one of the best parts was that my boys were peacefully playing outside. So I thought this would be a great time for me to take some time with my husband; we could walk around our yard and enjoy the peace and the beauty of the evening.
As my husband and I walked hand in hand around the yard, we began to talk about the various things that happened that day. It felt good to have some “adult” conversation for a bit. To smile and laugh and share with someone I love. But this was short lived. Soon my youngest spotted us and zoomed up behind us ripping our hands apart and placing himself between us, taking each of us by the hand.
“I’ll go for a walk too,” he stated as he showed us his big smile.
My four year old suddenly stopped us and said, “Hey, we should lay down right here and look up in the sky!” And he got down on the ground and stared up in the sky. Well, how could we say no. I surveyed the grass noticing it seemed pretty picky and it had little ant hills all around it, but I guess there wasn’t time to think about that! My son began pulling the rest of us to the ground. As we got settled, a third son noticed from the basketball court that maybe he was missing out on something; he dropped the ball and ran over to us, laying beside Daddy and staring up in the sky.
I thought about what an honor it was to have my children each come running up and take our hands, desiring to spend time with us. Excited to share their ideas with us.
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