Often times I stress so much about the day to day duties of my job, taking care of the house, being a wife and being a mother to a special needs child, that I often forget to take joy in life's simple yet fabulous moments. Tonight, my toddler reminded me of how beautiful life is, even when it's something so simple.
Beau has found that it's pretty fun to throw washcloths. It was actually a bad habit that grandma DeWitt taught him, but it's become quite funny. Tonight, while taking his bath he wanted to play the washcloth throwing game. I figure he's been watching football so much lately that throwing will be the fun thing to do during football season! You see, we have a door on our tub shower combination and the rules of Beau's game are this; ball up the wet, squeezed out washcloth and throw it over the top of the doors. That's it, that's the rules. We did this multiple times and his laughter grew and grew. It was the full belly laugh and the sparkle in his eyes that was completely contagious. There's something so beautiful about a child's laughter. I began laughing as hard as him and we both nearly cried tears of joy we were laughing so hard. I don't think that I have laughed that hard in a long time. I had to pick up the phone and call Grandma and Grandpa DeWitt and as soon as they heard him laughing that pure joyous laugh, they too began laughing beyond control.
It's amazing how something as simple as throwing a washcloth could be such a memorable moment. I stress so much about Beau and his health that it makes me truly appreciate how big these "little" moments are. And next time you want to play a fun game can I recommend washcloth football?
Pure. Simple. Joy.
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