i am grateful for queen and bear in my life, they make the little things so much sweeter.
1) calling bear and hearing him say “i’m coming.”
2) waiting for queen outside the bathroom at church and when she did not come out i went in to find her sitting in the rocking chair used for nursing mothers with her skirt thrown in the middle of the floor. why am i grateful for this? last time she did not like the clothes i picked out for her, she threw the dress in the garbage on her way out of the bathroom wearing only underwear and a shirt to great the waiting public ………big improvement this time.
we agreed that i would not make her wear the skirt again.
she can say so much without ever uttering a word.
power to the queen.
3) in the middle of bouncing on the exercise ball last night bear made it explode, landing on his coccyx (thank you napoleon dynamite granny for teaching me that word)
laughing while walking away rubbing his buns. when he sat down to watch tv he said “oh…..i ache.” these are words i did not even know he knew, let alone knew how to use in the correct context.
these are little things made beautiful that i would not have paid any attention to before but that queen and bear have gifted me with……gratitude. without even knowing what they were doing, they have taught me gratitude and to take the time to really notice what matters……..in-and-out extra greasy burgers.
and here you thought i was going to get all mushy on you.