Like how to look at something we take for granted and see its wonder. (A rock found by the trail on a hike, the way a leaf hangs from a tree, and so on)
But there are other things that my kids do that make me marvel.
The other morning I was making cold lunches for school for our 7-year-old and 9-year-old sons. While they were eating breakfast, Wolf, our 9-year-old, informed me that he always checks the bottom of the yogurt seal to see if he won the $1 million prize. He said, “So far, I haven’t won, but if I do, that’s where I’ll put the seal. So please check it before you clean out my lunchbox at night.”
Okay, I said. But, I told him, if he should get a winner, he should notify the lunchroom supervisor, or instruct his teacher, or the principal, to call me.
“And heck, we may even go out for pizza to celebrate,” I said.
We also have a 2-year-old son. I love being a mom. The aforementioned moment is just one of the million reasons I do.