Smiles and Laughter
My cellphone rang this morning, earlier than most people would think to call me, so I jumped a bit, rushing to see the caller ID. It was one of my older brothers, so I must admit I was a bit nervous. I generally hate talking on the phone, and my brother rarely calls me.
I was pleasantly surprised when I answered the phone to hear the gibberish of my two year old nephew. He calls me "Air Air" because he can't grasp my name. Apparently, Liam had gotten it into his head that he needed to call someone, and I guess my name was first in my brothers phone book. We talked about my puppy, whom he'd met at Christmas, and I think he told me that he skinned his knee when he was chasing his family cat.
I love how a three minute conversation can brighten my day. Not that I was having a bad one, because the sun is out, and while it's a cold winter day, there are promises of snow flurries later. Everything is beautiful after a snowfall, even ugly old Hamilton!
Sometimes, I wish life was always this easy. That everyone could wake up with the sound of a two year old laughing and telling you about chasing his cat. That we could all have that innocence about us, without having to worry about jobs and bills and laundry and all of the other stress that plagues us.
I never figured I'd be the girl who ever thought she could find joy in a conversation with a child, and I certainly never dreamed I'd wonder what it would be like to have one of my own somewhere down the road, but here I am, pondering these things. I think today is going to be a great day.
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I was pleasantly surprised when I answered the phone to hear the gibberish of my two year old nephew. He calls me "Air Air" because he can't grasp my name. Apparently, Liam had gotten it into his head that he needed to call someone, and I guess my name was first in my brothers phone book. We talked about my puppy, whom he'd met at Christmas, and I think he told me that he skinned his knee when he was chasing his family cat.
I love how a three minute conversation can brighten my day. Not that I was having a bad one, because the sun is out, and while it's a cold winter day, there are promises of snow flurries later. Everything is beautiful after a snowfall, even ugly old Hamilton!
Sometimes, I wish life was always this easy. That everyone could wake up with the sound of a two year old laughing and telling you about chasing his cat. That we could all have that innocence about us, without having to worry about jobs and bills and laundry and all of the other stress that plagues us.
I never figured I'd be the girl who ever thought she could find joy in a conversation with a child, and I certainly never dreamed I'd wonder what it would be like to have one of my own somewhere down the road, but here I am, pondering these things. I think today is going to be a great day.
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