“Mom. Mom. Mom!” my 4 year old son said, trying to get my attention in the middle of everyone getting ready this morning.
“What’s up, buddy?”
“Can we have a cake tonight?”
“Cake? Why cake?”
“Because it’s a special day!”
“It is?” This was news to me. I racked my brain trying to think of what was special today. “Why is it special?”
“I found the missing case for Harry Potter! We should celebrate!”
We’ll add that to the lost of Things My Kids Taught Me: Never stop celebrating the small things.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a cake to see about.
This post was linked to Just Write
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