I had been lost in a fine cleaning frenzy our first full day home after we'd been gone for nearly two weeks tending to my dad and then his funeral. I'm a stress cleaner, so I was really working on pretty much purging the entire contents of boxes stacked in the playroom. The more stressed I feel, the more things find new homes.
I heard glass clinking in the living room, and I took a break from the madness to check it out; The noise was our two and half year old reminding us that we were not the only ones who have had a long week.
When asked what on Earth he was doing, he calmly replied,
"I'm relaxing while I drink my lemonade."
"Here, mom," he said. "I think you need to watch a little bita George and have some lemonade and relaxing, too."
Yup, buddy, I think you're right. We all need to take a deep breath, exhale and renew right now. Thank God for little people who unknowingly and clearly redefine priorities, necessesities and lead us to healing our hearts.
**No, he wasn't actually drinking his "lemonade," which was cleverly housed in Leinenkugals bottles; he was only pretending. And the bottles have found a new home on a higher shelf in the pantry.**