Over the last couple weeks, whenever I eat in front of Levi, he loses all interest in whatever he’s currently doing and focuses intently on what I am doing. He reaches for my water cup, my cereal bowl, and even my spoon. I let him grab onto it and he immediately brings it to his mouth, just like I do.
Mom puts the spoon in her mouth, I want it in my mouth too.
Our little man seems content sucking on the tip of my spoon for as long as I will let him. Or at least as long as it takes me to finish whatever I’m eating. And I find myself being equally if not more content delighting over him.
I’m thankful that having children is an invitation to learn to be content in the smallest of things. The best of marketers try to convince me that I need to spend a lot of money, look differently, or be someone else to be content. But my son shows me that contentment can be found in something as simple as little hands reaching after my cereal spoon and happy eyes so proud that he’s figured out how to do just what I’m doing.