Winter Grass

I have decided that children are most certainly the best joys of life. When I think of my happiest moments it generally involves my boys in some way. They say that having a baby changes everything... I think that's pretty true. I remember when my first little boy was born and you try to think of what it's going to be like to become a parent. It's so amazing that you can't even touch a glimpse of the reality of what it's like until your there. Those little bodies that are solely dependent upon you for every single thing. The eyes that look at you with admiration and guidance. The mouths that say the most sweetest and honest things. The hearts that love unconditionally. The truest trust anything can offer. The souls that aren't yet tainted from all of life's yet to learn lessons. The bonds that are formed as you help their mold. The arms that tie it all together in the best hugs and snuggles you can experience. One of my favorites is the pure innocence and spontaneity that only a child possesses. Benny shared this with me one special day. We were on a bike ride together, just me and my sweet Benny. We rode a long way and had lunch together and decided to buy some soft and chewy cookies, to go. As we were riding back Benny asked to stop. If your a parent you know to listen to your children carefully... they have the greatest suggestions. So there we are stopped for a rest as Benny starts taking his shoes off and says, "Come on Mom!" Our shoes are now off and our cookies are out. He is telling me how nice this grass is and how soft it feels... There we are walking barefoot with this soft grass between our tootsies and munching on our little treats together. I explain why this grass is different, this winter grass. He tells me how much he loves it and how next year we have to have it in our yard. Then he rolls down the hill and laughs and fans his arms and legs out in this winter grass.I just looked at him, squeezed the chocolate chips out of him, and kissed his sun-warmed cheeks. I thought how amazing he is to stop and enjoy this grass he's been wondering about and have a precious, natural moment with his Mom. Now every time we see winter grass he points it out wherever we are, and he makes sure I see it. I love you, my sweet, sweet Benny.