be-musings

Matthew and I were grocery shopping the other day. At the checkout he was eyeing the gum, and asked me to buy him a pack. I said sure and he joyed in picking out the flavour...the one with snowflakes on it (fresh mint). On the way home he exclaimed in his dramatic happy voice "This is the best present I've had!" I laughed as I asked him why it's the best. His answer? "Because you bought it all for me." Usually I would buy gum to be shared. This time he had something all his own.
On the way home Matthew popped a gum in his mouth and counted "1,2,3...11 pieces left mom." I smiled for the second time in such a short period. Later that day, after the first gum was no good, he popped another one in his mouth. "1,2,3...10". He proudly put the pack in the front pocket of his button-up shirt. He was a mature person now. The next day as I was going out he waved the pack at me and said "Mom, you'll have to buy more gum, because it's running out!" I asked him to show me how much was left; at least half the pack. No worries, no more gum needed.
I'm proud of my son. The simple things make him happy. He finds pleasure in things we take for granted or overlook. It's a good lesson for me.

Merry Christmas to you all. May you find pleasure in the simple things of the season. Not what you get, but the love that you have.