Follow her lead
Sometimes it’s really hard to come up with something to do and I just want to deep dive into my phone for a while. Nothing pretty about that. Meanwhile, there’s a whole living, breathing one-year-old who can’t do anything BUT find things to do, books to read, and light to dance in right here in front of me.
Realized last night that maybe I’ve been at this the wrong way.
I’m going try to follow her lead.
Catch the plastic fork and the blooming myrtle from her angle. Amazing. Roll around on the floor, bark at the dog. Scribble and scrabble, “up, up” and “down, down.”
Something new on the thousandth read.
Be alive.