Stop and smell the roses...

Rush, rush, rush. Always something to do, somewhere to go. This morning was no different, rushing around, trying to get Eva to school on time. As we're leaving, Eva puts her arm out to stop me and I look up. She whispers, "look", and I see a robin outside on our sidewalk, hip hopping through the rain. And I stop, and I watch with her, forgetting for a moment that we need to get to school, and we make up reasons why the robin is in the rain - I say, "he's looking for something to eat (boring, lol) and she says, "he likes to dance in the rain" (so Eva).
I'm glad my children listen to what I say instead of what I do. Because of her, I got to see a robin dancing in the rain.