Its the little things

It’s the little things. . .

Done by the little ones in the house that make me smile in the mornings.
Things like:

• Hearing Inwe’s bare feet plodding down the stairs


• The feel of Finwe’s breath on my cheek as he curls closer to me in bed


• The sound of the Larien’s door opening and then closing when she wakes

Inwe is not comfortable going downstairs, turning on kid shows on the television (thank goodness for PBS and Disney—these shows have some value), and getting herself something to drink.

Larien, at two, is adorable in the mornings. She’s cheery and greets everyone with a hello after closing the door to her room. Inwe also closed her door at this age. I can’t tell you why I find this action so adorable. The French say it best (and, yes, they can say some thing best) with je nais se qua.