In the midst of a crazy (and sometimes downright unpleasant . . . root canal, anyone?!) month, John and I have been trying to be mindful of, and grateful for, the quiet little moments of joy. I have finally been reading the book "A Thousand Gifts" that a friend loaned me several years ago . . . oh to have read it sooner! Cultivating a life of gratitude requires more purposefulness than I might have thought . . .
Last week I sat down for half an hour to have a tea party with the kids. I'll be honest . . . I'm not a huge "tea party with the kids" kind of mama. It's more a sacrifice out of love when I sit down for a tea party . . . I've been enjoying these kinds of activities more as Sophia has gotten a bit older and we have actual conversations, but still not always #1 on my list of top ways to spend my time. She loves it, though, and I found to my surprise that this time I did too.
I enjoyed watching Sophia pour tea with a minimum of spillage (when did she get so good at that?!), and help Bunny "eat."
Jude thought having a tea party was the best thing since sliced bread . . . a big boy cup?! Wow, what fun! He was soooo proud of himself.
It was gratifying, and a little humbling, to watch Sophia serve her little brother, making sure he had plenty of tea and milk, and wiping up any spills he had.
A wonderful way to spend a few minutes in a week that started off with such chaos. I'm thinking we may have to plan for more frequent picnics this spring and summer . . . I think that will probably be right up their alley!