It’s the little things…
Yesterday was one of those days.
A no-time-for-lunch, no-time-for-a-shower, no-time-for-a-few-minutes-of-rest-because-the-Engergizer Lily-was-doing-just-fine-in-spite-of-our-2am-quality-time-thankyouverymuch kind of day.
When benevolent husbandly reminders that you’re out of toilet paper, dog food, and diapers– again— elicit under-the-breath comments that are both snappy and snarky.
When help– even appreciated and totally adorable help– isn’t so helpful (see photo).
Pre-baby, I would have run a hot bath and parked myself in the tub with a book for at least an hour. And then I would have had my way with a pint of ice cream, poured a glass of wine, and headed off to bed early.
Last night, however, there were clothes to fold, taxes to think about, and nary a spoonful of ice cream in the house.
There was no wine, either.
And honestly? It’s been over a year since I’ve read a book without pictures.
So tonight–if Lily decides that she wants to give this sleeping thing a try–I’ll head on over to my very favorite site http://www.creativenonfiction.org/brevity/, where the writing is beautiful, powerful, and, most importantly, brief. I’ll do my best to not round up all of the chocolate I can find, and maybe– if Dmitri’s lucky– I’ll even take a quick shower.
And I’ll do my best to remember that, sometimes, it’s easier to appreciate the big things when you take a few minutes to enjoy the little things.
Especially adorable and helpful little things :).