My younger two were still napping, but Libby had just gotten up from her rest time, which meant that my hour of quiet was over. We went out front, her with her box of chalk straight to the sidewalk, and me, in an attempt to draw out my quiet a bit longer, with a book to the porch steps. She drew for a few minutes, then looked up at me and said, "Mommy, will you draw with me?"
My first reaction was to say no, because I wanted just a little more quiet, and that's what I told her. She quietly went back to drawing, and after another minute I looked up and saw exactly what I was missing out on. I put my book down and joined her on the sidewalk.
Too often I get caught up in what I am doing, cleaning, tidying, needing, and forget to realize how much my children need me to invest in them, and how much I love doing it.
After a time, she was done drawing, and Hudson woke up from his nap and joined me on the sidewalk. If I had still been on the steps reading, I would have missed out on watching his sweet boy just-woke-up face. I love that face :)
His clothes don't match, and hardly ever do when he picks them out, but he's okay with that.