Sometimes, my son will do something so innocuous and full of joy that I can’t help but stare at him and realize what a profound statement he has just made to me without even knowing it.
Our little monkey LOVES to be barefoot. When we’re riding in the car, give it just a few minutes and he’ll have both socks in his hands, stretching them out and smiling and laughing at you the entire rest of the ride. In the living room the other day, we were playing, when he stopped (he’s sitting upright and even criss-cross all on his own now, amazing!), looked at me, then looked down at his feet curiously, eyebrows down with determination, and with a swipe, pulled off both socks off his feet. Then, without missing a beat, he looked at me, eyes glowing, a smile across his face that shows off those two tiny little bottom teeth, and he laughed. Within moments, he was moving around again, giggling, making noises, and just plain having fun.
I could learn a lot from him.
Every day I could lose count of how many things I worry about, whether it be work, money, the future, what to write about so my blog doesn’t have tumbleweeds blowing through it like a ghost town. It’s every day, and it’s completely unnecessary. Worry changes nothing and it solves nothing. It merely keeps us out of the present and unfocused from enjoying the moment at hand.
But my little guy has taught me, with the simplest gesture, that you just have to unshackle yourself, smile and enjoy the moment for what it is.
Sometimes you just gotta’ take your socks off and be free.
2 thoughts on “Things I learned from my son – happy feet”
but sometimes . . . (whew!). . . you gotta put ’em back on
Does this mean it’s okay to poop our pants at the bus stop?
Nice post, a good reminder of what matters.