“So, what is it?”
“I’m not telling you.”
“Can I shake it?”
“No.”
“Is it fragile?”
“You can’t shake it.”
“Well, what is it?”
“You’ll see.”
“C’mon, just a hint… Pleeeeeasssssee!”
“Nope. You’ll have to wait until Christmas.”
“But, that’s not the way it works. You’re supposed to give me a hint.”
“Don’t you want to be surprised when you open it? I want to be surprised when I open your gift.”
“Just a hint.”
“It’s made out of wood.”
“Really? Give me another hint.”
“I gave you a hint.”
“But I need another. I can’t shake it, so I need another.”
“Wooden clogs. I got you wooden clogs.”
“Clogs?”
“Yep, clogs.”
“Like people from Holland wear?”
“Yep. Clogs.”
Reading my friend Pappy’s site today made me think of thoughts I had a while back. It also made me get off my ass and go for a walk, which Milo enjoyed greatly.
I’m not sure if I’m just on Cloud 9 lately, or if I’m just trying to focus on the good things, and not the stress and worry of the future, the past, the what ifs, etc. It’s not a concious focus, so maybe I’m just slowly, slowly learning to relax.
As I was walking Milo the other morning, the bees were buzzing, it was pleasantly warm, the sun was shining, the flowers on the bushes were blooming. I smiled. As I smiled, and side-stepped the snail, I started making a list in my head of all the things that make me smile, and make my worries melt away.
When I stepped out today, and saw the leaves above, I decided when I got back in, whether or not I had the time, I would at least sit down and put some of my thoughts down in writing…
Things that Make me Smile