Sweet Quinn, you are constantly reminding me that the little things are what really matter in life. This a cliché, so I have avoided using it up until now; but maybe it is one for a reason. Maybe this phrase is overused because it is true and there are not adequate alternatives to describe the sentiment. Since you were born, the little things blow me away. Things like what I tried to capture in this picture above. You were practicing climbing and standing with such determination, all while holding a sock in your mouth like a fierce little puppy. Of course you took the sock out before I could grab the camera, but the image is in mind and heart forever.
Today I experienced another little thing that was something big. It was nothing more than a trip to The Home Depot. Although we went there to pick up something boring, it turned in to something magical. I had you in the Ergo, and as we were walking around, you kept leaning back, looking in to my eyes and giggling. I began giggling back. Then I started taking giant bouncing steps as you looked up at me. We both laughed and laughed. I suddenly realized that I was in public and looked a little nutty, but I didn't even care. A few people in the aisle were looking at me, but oh well! It did not matter, because I was in the moment with my wonderful daughter Quinn and was totally in love. We were joyful and connected. It was beautiful.
It is hard to explain how special it was, but I am actually crying about it as I write this. Reflecting on this experience reminds me of how the little, simple things are what really matters in life. Locking eyes and laughing with you in the middle of a hardware store, as both of our hearts swelled with warmth and love, is what is important. I am so thankful that I am your mom, Quinn. You are the most powerful teacher I have ever known.
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