The Little Things So Far

This morning I got up grouchy because our oldest was wide awake and trying to wake up everyone else in a very cheerful way. I didn't set the alarm because I wanted to sleep in. We all stayed up late watching Disney's Pinocchio. The kids didn't remember seeing it, so it sounded like a fun thing to do. I fell asleep on the couch. Joyce woke me up I guess around 11 or 12 and I went on to bed.

I was only half awake when I heard our kids getting up. I was wide awake when I heard the cat fighting in the backyard. I think our cat's a boy, but it has always been a real sissy. Every night we leave it in the laundry room, and every morning I find it hiding in the front yard under the carport. This morning it was in the backyard and when it came to me it was covered in mud.

Our cat is white.

I picked it up the mud-ball by the scruff of the neck and carried it to the bathroom and ran some bathwater. The second I turned into the bathroom it started freaking out, clawing at me and hissing. Our cat is so pitiful when it comes to baths. Its long hair makes it look so big and fluffy when dry, but when it gets wet it just looks so funny I have to laugh. It looks like a muppet design that never made the final cut and got shelved.

The cat hated its bath and hated getting dried off even more. It clawed me once, but it was just a mere puncture wound. I couldn't get it fully dried off so I put it in its crate for a while to air dry, then later I used the blow drier. While the cat air-dried, I cooked bacon and cinnamon-sugar biscuits. While the bacon cooked I downloaded some old Geoff Moore and DC Talk songs. Since breakfast we've been dancing and playing and drawing.

Since then I've made one paper airplane and helped guide little hands at making pudding. I have a headache from staying up so late and throwing off my schedule. I just have to remember that this is a new day full of possibilities. If I keep my eyes open I might just see and recognize that all the little things that seem unimportant are some of the most enjoyable parts of life: The paper airplanes, dirty cats, and pudding.


--Johnie