Yesterday we were going to Trader Joe's and you and Tristan snuck your crayon and paper into the car. I've been trying to pick my battles with a little more care so I let it slide. On the way to the store, you were in your car seat with your paper pushed up against your knee, working your red crayon with intense concentration. At one point you were so focused I felt the need to see what exactly was going on and asked if I could see you art, (we were at a stop light). You flashed your paper at me and I was so stunned the only thing that kept me from jumping out of the car and hugging you was a seat belt and the 15 cars behind me.
It was colored completely solid. INSIDE OF THE LINES.
This was the first time ever that you had TRIED to stay in the lines, held the crayon in the proper position and then actually stayed in the lines. For most kids that's something that they've been doing since they were 3. For you, it was a major accomplishment. An accomplishment that you repeated four more times, later that day!
And there, sitting on the exit ramp of the interstate... I knew that I could not have been more proud of you if you had just been elected President.
I love that you make the ordinary, extraordinary.
Mommy
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