Yesterday I stopped the car and heard a little 4-year-old voice from the back say, “OK, ladies. Let’s move it!” I guess she’s heard me use that line frequently! I’ll admit, I much prefer to just get to our destination than to dawdle and stop and observe on the way there.
So it was noticeably different when that 4-year-old and I walked to the library last weekend. We had the entire morning to spend and I can only read aloud for so long, so this time we stopped for anything she wanted to see or do. She walked on a stone wall, pretended she was a super-hero, and then walked through a secret passage between two bushes.
It was a mother bird, obviously scolding us with her sharp call. We stood still, waiting, and then spotted the baby bird huddled on a nearby branch.
Well, we couldn’t let that poor mama bird worry any more… we turned away and found another route down the sidewalk.
Along a crack in the sidewalk there was a swarm of ants, busy at work. “Do you like ants, Mom?” “Not so much.” (They’ve been known to seek out our kitchen.) “I love ants, Mom. Want to know why? Because when you drop food outside, ants clean it up for you. They’re really helpful!”
I think I need to slow down more often. There’s a lot to see and hear out there.