Taking a Walk

Hello.

Tonight my youngest son and I went for a walk. We've been doing it for a few days in a row. It isn't a long walk; about one mile. Walking with him is like stepping into another little world-a private world where everything exciting happens about four feet from the sidewalk.

Tonight, he found the "helicopters" that fall from the maple trees this time of the year. He found his first one and exclaimed, "Look mom, a flying thing." When I told him it was a maple tree seed also known as a helicopter he remembered exactly what we did with them last year when he discovered them. The two of us must have spent about 20 minutes in front a yellow house throwing the helicopters in the air and watching them float back down to earth. He got real good at throwing them and then started trying to catch them mid-flight.

When we tired of that, we walked the rest of the way home...well we tried to walk the rest of the way home. I wear a pedometer when I walk and my little guy finds it fascinating so he was obsessed with stopping every three or four steps to check it out. He was charming.

These little excursions of exploration into the life of a five-year-old helps make the rest of my day make sense. The fatigue I feel after running around all day, doing what is expected of me, disappears when I get my one mile reprieve with him.

Tomorrow is another day. The weatherman says it's gonna be just as nice. I'm looking forward to see what my little red-head has instore for me on our next adventure.

Until then...
Have hope,
Donna