Monday, June 20, 2011

time out

there is a patch of woods in a park nearby that you can drive through. everytime we pass it, denver always asks if we can drive through the 'jungle'. a lot of times i will say we can drive through on the way back from wherever we are going, but it seems most of the time in our hurriness to get back home for whatever reason, we usually forget.
 today i was running a little late to meet mom for lunch, but i pulled into the park anyways.
it was just a little reminder to myself to slow down and do something he wants to do over being in a hurry and missing out on an opportunity to make him happy. if i have to choose between lunch and a little quality time with my guy, then i reckon i aint all that hungry anymore.


  being 3 yrs old, he knows no time, nor does he understand the concept of time, so whats just ten minutes for an opportunity to nourish him a bit more today.  besides, the clock does not tell me when my kids have to eat, they do!
by telling him 'no' due to us being late is only telling him that what he wants to do is not as important.
 but it is as important.. to me. there is nothing else id rather be doing than feeding my kids' curious inquiring minds.

 so i pulled over, unstrapped him and let him jump in the front seat with me.
windows down (and up and down and up..) and despite the drizzling rain, we cruised the jungle slash rain forest hand in hand, spying on indians and bears and elephants. we saw birds and streams and alligators and even hansel and gretels cottage! my guy has quite the imagination. i figured we'd be more likely to happen upon a gnome, goblin or some faierys, but i wont tell him that.
i think i enjoyed our 'time out' as much as he did. digesting these treasured conversations in this precious childhood that will try and sneak away from me in an instant.
 i will forever hold them in the banks of my memory though.
even if the end of our time together were a zillion years away, it would be too soon, and i would still cherish these moments just the same.

 

its opportunities with him like this that i will not allow to be squashed by school. try to fit this in a bookbag, or a desk or a trapper keeper.


~Don't count every hour in the day, make every hour in the day count.~

~Live free, live happy!~


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