I revisited an old website that asked, “What makes you smile?” This was in March of 2005. I answered,
Lately, watching my 2-year-old son, squat down to pick up his stool that he’d just used to stand on to reach the sink, pick it up, stand up, move it six inches, gently put it down, stand up, climb on it so he could reach the lights to turn them off.
All that work, for such a simple thing. But it makes him so happy to do it himself.
It’s six years later now, and that memory is still easy to bring back. I remember relishing the moment while it was happening, too. Funny how the little things can be the most enduring.