The Little Things

When I look back on the first few weeks that Jake started Kindergarten and all the extra time I spent alone with Jadyn, I do not care whether or not I remember how difficult it was to get into the routine of waking, dressing, grooming, feeding and ushering two children to school in the morning. What I do want to remember is how insistent Jadyn was that she pack her own lunch as I packed Jake's, even though we would be eating lunch together at home. What I want to remember is how every morning when we arrive at the park, my first task is to find and pick Jadyn one of the little yellow flowers that sprout up in the grass so she can smell it and twirl it in her little fingers as we go on our walk.

It's the little things.