This morning we all slept in. Not without trying, for sure. This almost never happens as our cat meows incessantly to cure his own boredom. When the little one woke, I asked my husband if we could all go to a nearby breakfast diner I often see only from the outside. We readied and off we went. The wait was easy, we were seated quickly, and I had prepared my bag with crayons and a book for the little one. She's in a booster now, and the surprise of that shows how long it's been since we've all eaten out together. Breakfast was quickly ordered and more quickly hurried to our table. A manager approached to welcome us since we had told our waitress it was our first time--impressive to know establishments care these days. The little one ate some eggs, had a little water, dropped her fork, and said "All done!" That's a first. She was ready to go and we'd only had bites. I asked my husband to take her outside to run around while I finished my meal, and put the remaining food on the table in one box. As quickly as we'd come, we left. I found a stray plastic packaged spoon in the car and asked the husband if we could go to the park where the little one and I could play while he ate at the bench. With not one cry to be had, the little one took a turn playing with me, and right now I see my family playing with sand toys as I relax in the shade on this beautiful day.
Having a toddler means you have to be light on your feet, quick to change scenery, and appreciative for the brief moments that all is as calm as it can be. I've learned to recognize the little wins in my day, and I'm more grateful as a result.
I hope all of you have a grateful day with many small wins.
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