During one of his nightly calls while away, Hubby reminded me that if I was planning on driving anywhere substantial that I needed to get the oil changed if I hadn't done it already. Oh bossy sprockets! I thought (Yes, that's a Thomas the Train quote). I didn't have time! Why do I leave everything to the last minute? I had to pack E up for Grandma's for the day, get the oil changed, go to a friend's bridal shower then head down to Kingston for two more events. Needless to say, I was up early Saturday morning.
Our first stop in the morning was the garage and E sat silently in the back as I drove stonefaced thinking of all the things I packed and may have forgotten. I was in good form I realized, only making one mental note to stop at the drug store on the way to Grandma's for more cough syrup for E's lingering cough.
That's when E piped up. Knocking me out of my frazzled state.
"Um um um um um um um um um...I just want to kiss you!"
We entered the garage for our oil change and what is usually a tedious task had turned into an amazing learning adventure. I watched E as he sat in silence watching the mechanics' every move and as the large door was lifted and we drove out of the garage, the back seat came alive again. "That was so much fun! Let's do it again!"
Next was the drug store and we scurried hand-in-hand through the aisles and were soon out the door. As we walked out, the sun escaped from behind a cloud and blinded us. E exclaimed, "Wow, Mommy look! Look at the sun. It's so comfy and cozy and so beautiful!"
Living in the moment.
Breathing everything in.
Appreciating the littlest things.
Teaching me always.