Homemade english muffins for breakfast, with "rhuberry jam" as per his request. Then school, even though he asked to skip for the day.
He had also been asking for a campfire on a daily basis for weeks and we hadn't had time yet. So of course, for his birthday, some of our friends came over for a lovely evening around the fire. And sparklers. N has become a firebug. He loves to start them, he loves to watch them, he loves to light candles.
He truly enjoys life! I need to take a little page from his book and live in the moment the way he does.
His Saturday chore is to clean the powder room. He lights candles to do it because "it's prettier".
He takes true delight in selecting his herbal tea from the tea chest - it's like a treasure box to him - and then he savours every single sip.
He calls our attention outside whenever the sky looks interesting - pink in the morning, multicoloured in the evening, a strange shade of orange or yellow - he never ever misses one.
He collects rocks that sparkle, or look interesting (never mind that he leaves them in his pockets when the pants go through the laundry).
He has the biggest pile of blankets on his bed that I have ever seen. Last night I counted 2 sheets, his "soft blanket", a bigger soft blanket, a quilt and a comforter - just so he can make a big nest of it and curl in all nice and cozy.
He will eat a whole bowl of popcorn with chopsticks, just because he loves eating with chopsticks.
I truly hope that he doesn't outgrow the delight he takes in simple every day things. Two nights ago it was "Oooh, breakfast for dinner? That's fancy - let's light some candles!" And I hope he continues to teach me these things. May you all take a page from his book today and take delight in the moment. I plan to.