There are times when we get so absorbed into everything that we forget to take the time to do the easy, little things that mean the world.
Today, my son was so thrilled at how he made his bed. He had to show me, repeatedly. Yesterday, the kids worked really hard a folding and sorting and putting away laundry. Our daughter worked really hard at setting a beautiful table outside for us so what we could have dinner outside. She got me to make Lemonade, pulled out the picnic/outside dishes, place mats, washed the tables and chairs and so forth!
I had not really taken the time to really tell them how much I appreciated it.
They’re out for a long bike ride with Daddy right now and as I looked at their rooms I was reminded that my mother sometimes left me little notes. Hopefully I can give them a piece of that pleasure today!