Today, Lottie asked me to sit and watch her play.
This is becoming a daily occurrence. She doesn't necessarily want me to
play with her; she mostly just wants me close.
She also requests that I play some music really loud so she can
"dance her animals".
We've got this big drawer packed with a bunch of plastic animals.
She picks out the animals and puts them in families.
Then she puts them into couples and makes them dance.
I remember doing the same thing when I was little- but with crayons.
I'd pick a masculine color and a feminine color and put them together;
they would have perfectly hued crayon babies and live a colorful, happy life.
I try to not feel guilty for sitting down while I "watch" Lottie play because
I usually can think of a thousand things
I could be doing and getting done during that time.
But am learning to be content.
Being content is a wonderful way to be.
Content in my life, with my family, my children,
my family size, my body,
my body size, my life, my health, my heart.
Content with my time, content with others, and content in my work.
Although I will continue to work hard and strive towards success,
I can also find contentment along the way.