The morning sucked. There was no way around it. I was irrationally grouchy, grumbly, and occasionally yelly. (Yes, that’s a word…) I was sooooo close to dropping the boys off at school on time. And then breakfast spilled all over the car.
And then I remembered that my youngest was supposed to be at school 30 minutes early to walk through the woods and search for fairy houses built by each class at his school. AND…because that wasn’t enough, I’d volunteered to bring treats. Which I’d forgotten about and didn’t have. Thank goodness I’ve learned how to grocery shop at Starbuck’s. (Yes, that’s real.) I highly advise learning the skill. It can save you. One dozen nut free pastries coming right up – but they’ll be late…
And fairy houses, seriously??? Who has time for fairy houses before the usually scheduled arrival time? I have a schedule to keep, people!
My schedule be damned, my four-year-old was over the moon! (Is that a thing?) He was seriously excited. So excited, he even promised to tell his older brother about everything once we picked him up from school. Usually any and all details are secrets revealed only to those with high level security clearance. All the logistics got taken care of. Older son dropped off at school. Check. Starbuck’s pastry case cleared out. Check. (Latte for mommy, check.) We were even sort of not too late. (Yes, that’s a thing)
We dropped off our pastries and headed out into the forrest of fairy houses. For those of you who have been privileged to see the south in the springtime – even without fairy houses, it’s something magical. Azaleas galore. Dogwood blossoms like angels’ wings hovering above you in the trees. Azaleas and dogwoods were in full bloom and the forrest behind my son’s school was gorgeous. Breathtaking, I realized, after I had given in to the moment. In the middle of the city – but somehow completely removed. My son was so excited to search for all the fairy houses in the forest, he nearly forgot that his class had made one and he had helped. And he definitely wanted me to see it. The one from his class had me at “Hello, a whole family of magical fairies could completely move into me at any moment. Stand back and don’t choke on my sparkly fairy dust.”
My son was so excited to search for all the fairy houses in the forest, he nearly forgot that his class had made one and he had helped. And he definitely wanted me to see it. The one from his class had me at “Hello, a whole family of magical fairies could completely move into me at any moment. Stand back and don’t choke on my sparkly fairy dust.”
I don’t think my son or most of the other children had fully appreciated that they would be searching for fairy houses made by the other classes as well. My son ran from fairy house to fairy house exclaiming “I found another one! I found another one! Mommy, look! I found another one!”
The innocence and joy emanating from these young ones so early in the morning permeated all of me. It was infectious. The forest was filled with two to five-year-old “sprites” soaking in the early morning dew, the glory of the day to come, and the joy in exploring and re-discovering their own creations.
At that moment, the icky sticky orange liquid vitamin spilled across the seat in my van didn’t matter. That we were late or that I’d “grocery shopped” at Starbuck’s (I promise, it’s a thing) didn’t matter anymore. What mattered what that these amazing little minds had been given a chance to conceptualize and bring to life something truly magical. Fairy Houses. The fairy houses changed my morning. A forgotten and disruptive detour through a fairy forest completely re-routed my day.
Look for the joy on your child’s face today. Find the split second of joy on your child’s face and borrow some of that joy for yourself today. Little children have joy aplenty. They are happily waiting to share theirs with you – it can change your day in the blink of an eye.
There is joy in each instance of imagination, faith, and joy that can be found in the eyes of your child who is busy conceptualizing and creating things all the time! A forgotten or potentially disruptive moment may re-route your day. Go with it!!!