My mind has been pondering a good bit today. I babysat with The Sweet Grandbaby this morning. She, of course, has some new thing or "trick" every time I see her. For a while she had a slight "cough" that made us wonder if it were real or a trick. It was a trick. At five months she has advanced to her toy that we got on consignment. Her feet finally reach the shortest level.
So between this toy and her "frog sitter", she doesn't see the need to lie down anymore. That might mean a nap is in order and goodness forbid that she go to sleep and miss something.
Anyways, this day today had gotten to the middle of the afternoon. The Girl had returned home from her work and was folding clothes on the floor while The Tired Gramma reclined on the couch. (The Girl had a basket, she wasn't folding on a dirty floor. Just in case you wondered at that.) Gramma's don't have the energy they did in the horse and buggy days, it seems. ;-)
While all this activity and non-activity was happening, The Sweet Grandbaby was quietly playing in her contraption. All at once she looked at her mama and threw out the BIGGEST laughter I have ever heard from her voice box. She looked straight at HER mama, not her Gramma, and seemed totally delighted. Of course The Girl and The Gramma were totally delighted as well.
Isn't it wonderful that sometimes it takes only the small unexpected things to make one see life differently?
What is it they say..."out of the mouths of babes"? Thank you Lord for such small unexpected blessings that let us know you are in charge and all is well.