Fairies + Beaches = Perfect

Today Orlando offered Mica an apple, which Mica dropped, and I yelped about the kids "ruining the fruit!"

Sigh.

Sometimes I need to remember that an apple is a gift and that Mica's hands are small.

Sometimes I need a great, big reminder that kids are kids, and that they live in a slightly different dimension. That the whirling mass of limbs and noise below me as a I cook breakfast is my son living out his fantasy (he's Godzilla, don'tcha know?), not some terrible message sent to annoy me.

Sometimes I need to remember that Orlando is not quite five and that he is learning about his body and the world. And that I, at thirty-eight, still don't exhibit self-control in certain situations.

Sometimes I need to remember that Orlando — this sweet, new person — has good intentions. And that he was giving a gift — a sweet, ripe apple — to his little brother. And that he is giving us all gifts, one boisterous, dear, fantastic moment at a time.

Sometimes I need to lighten up and listen to my children.

Which is why I am awarding Patti at 37 Days with June's Perfect Post award.

Go read about fairies and beaches. It'll do you good.

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