I was washing a wooden spoon a few minutes ago. Something about it pulled my heart. I've washed that spoon many times. I'll wash it many more times. Just that I can plan on that fact made me happy.
Like in this picture.
You look at it and it doesn't seem special, it's just a snapshot. But it is special. It's everyday. It's Seth grabbing and sucking on something I'm carefully trying to pry away from him. It's Ben unlocking the car door because we don't have automatic locks. I know Seth won't always chew on paper, and I'm sure we won't have this car forever. But these things are now. And it's part of us being together.
These little things remind me that I'm happy. And after wooden spoons break and our old car dies and our little boy grows up we'll still be together. I can plan on that, and I love it.
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