Yesterday, while I was out with Gary and the kids, a woman who seemed to have been watching us wandered over, smiling, and told us, “It’s wonderful to see a family who enjoys each other.” I looked over at Gary, who had Sunflower tucked up under one arm and Wolverine attached to the other, while Bear and I were pretending he was turning me into different animals (I believe I was a ferocious dinosaur at the time this woman wandered over), and I had to smile too.
Another reason to smile: yesterday morning I was running late, so Gary helped me pack my lunch at breakneck speed. He was in charge of tossing some Nilla Wafers into a sandwich bag, and he asked me how many I wanted. I glanced at the side of the box and said, “Well, the box says a serving size is 7…so 7 it is.”
This morning, as he was helping me pack my lunch again, as running late is essentially a daily routine for me, he asked, “So…did you notice?”
He looked sort of hurt. “I gave you 8 yesterday instead of 7.”
I took the time to slow down and give him a hug for that one.
*photo courtesy of alynappies.com*