Now that most of my kids are grown, it’s funny the things they tell me they remember, those special days or outings that are their favorite memories, so many things that I don’t remember doing, things that were so simple.
So this morning I’m up, thinking through my to-do list and realized I need to do something *special* yet simple with the little ones, because today may be one of those days they will remember when they are 92, and they will tell their great-grandchildren about their growing up and how God had blessed them with a family that loved them.
Perhaps we can walk down to the lake with a quilt, PB&J’s and read a couple chapters of Little House in the Big Woods? Or go for a hike? Or maybe something so simple as singing hymns (which we do almost every day), or playing Bingo after the school work is done.
Surely we can all find an hour or two in our day to simply enjoy each other.
Let us not get so busy knocking out that to-do list that we don’t enjoy the simple pleasures of conversation, walks and laughter.
Take pictures, journal, blog, even just a little bit on a regular basis, because you will forget, but you can document, and help them remember later.