Bubbles

​Today when I dropped my son off at school the preschool were blowing bubbles.

My girl was so excited but I ushered her through quickly to get my boy in.

(We were late….).
Her excited look, her stimming fingers, her bouncing on her toes, made me question the rush.

Why am I rushing her to a place where she will be anxious?

Why am I rushing her to a place she doesn’t want to go?
I dropped my boy into school and took my girl back to the bubbles.
I stood back, watched as my heart swelled with pride.

I stood back and listened as she giggled.

I stood back and watched as she chased the bubbles.
Our children grow up so quickly.

We forget that the simple pleasures are what they enjoy the most.

We were 5 minutes later than our already late, but for those 5 minutes I smiled a smile I haven’t had in a long time.
Bubbles are the best!

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