Simply Put

Remember when life wasn't so complicated? I barely do.

My daughter went to a birthday party yesterday. She brought home a single, pink, helium filled balloon. This morning, I watched her with that balloon...pulling the string, batting it back into the air, rubbing it on her clothes so it would stay on it's own ("look, Mommy...it's staying because of static!"). She's six. A simple balloon brings my children so much joy.

Occasionally, I give my kids a treat and put their clothes in the dryer before they put them on. They LOVE when I do that. Today, I kicked it up a notch. Not only did I give them warm clothes to put on, but I pulled clean, fresh, WARM towels out of the dryer the moment they finished their showers. THEY LOVED THIS!!! A simple act brings such a smile to their faces.

The life of a child is full of joy...joy brought from simple things. When does that change? When does life cease to be simple? I miss the simple things in this world that bring me joy. I'm not suggesting that there isn't anything joyful in my life, but I fear I'm too busy to notice much these days.

Life gets messy and our simple joys can get buried under the junk. I miss the simple life.

Go play with a pink balloon, while wrapped in a warm towel? Don't mind if I do...