55. Compliments - giving and receiving.
56. My negative mammogram results.
57. Playing Louise Hay's thoughts on living a stress-free life for my six and a half year old daughter and her responding, "There are some very nice things in there Mom." She did ask to change the channel and listen to something "normal" when the section ended, but that she was receptive to it and it was in language she could understand and translate meaning to in her own life made me so (silently) excited.
58. Happening to see my friend Sarah's post today just in time to make me stop and be present with my girls tonight. Had I not read her story about a million things to do and her daughter asking her if she can just hold her because she had a tough day at preschool and could really use a cuddle, I think I would have continued with my business of making dinner, overseeing homework and picking up the house.
When Lily asked, "Mom, Emmy and I are digging up dirt to plant my pumpkin seeds, do you want to help?" I hesitated, then remembered Sarah's story and said, "Yes, you know what? I do want to help." So Lily, Emmy and I planted the just sprouted pumpkin seeds that were sent home from school today after the growing cycle lesson. And when Emmy said, "Mom, you have to sit down or you're not going to get a sticker." I did exactly as she said. She further instructed, "Criss cross apple sauce mom, right here on the floor." She blew some bubbles and then said, "Okay Mom, your turn!" As she reached out to give me the bubble wand.
59. Lily in her jeans, shirt, purple wings strapped to her back next to Emmy in her dress-up skirt hiked all the way up as a dress, bumble bee wings strapped to her back, dancing around the living room together catching bubbles.
60. Animal encounters at the park. The occasions that I run into wildlife unexpectedly there ignite my body's primal response, the fight or flight. This evening I came upon my second sighting of cows at our community park - I'm talking the kind of city park that you pay money to reserve for Saturday afternoon birthday parties. My first sighting, I couldn't make them out entirely, but saw through imagination monstrous black blobs to which my response was RUN. Tonight though, yes - cows at the park, quietly eating grass under the stars.
I watched the coys for some time in silence and saw a blur of a coyote run through them so quickly that the cows did not even lift their heads. I then ran Molly on the other side of the park and ran home to tell the girls (still dripping wet from bath and shower) to get jammies on to go say goodnight to the cows. By the time we got back just minutes later, cars were lined up like a drive-in movie to check out the piece of extraordinary in our ordinary.
61. Lily reading stories to Emmy in Emmy's bed, then getting up to turn out the light, close the door, climb back into bed, and go to sleep next to her sister for the first time.
62. Watching Modern Family with Andy, the one of two TV shows that we watch together and laugh out loud at.
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