Mickey hated liars. He couldn’t stand the thought of anyone else coming and sitting beneath his limbs, pledging their love to another, only to never see them again. He had seen and heard it all for so many years. He couldn’t even say how many years, since he didn’t know how to count his own rings.
Today was different. They came from the city he believed, based on their fashionable attire and sporty car. They laid out a blanket below his lowest limb and took a basket out of the car. They sat closely, talking so quietly that Mickey almost couldn’t hear them nor what they were talking about.
The man leaned past the woman he was sitting with and grabbed the basket handles. He placed the basket in front of his own legs and prepared to open the latch. Mickey could hear the anticipation in the woman’s voice and surely he was curious too. The man slowly opened the latch and lifted the lid.
Mickey couldn’t believe what he was seeing! This wasn’t love! This wasn’t a date! This was a horrific animal let loose to cause damage to others.
The man laid out the contents, rolled up a paper and lit a match. He knew the kindling he brought would make a beautiful fire.
Stepping across the threshold, holding her flowers tightly in her sweating hands, Eliza tried to stand as tall as possible, even though she wanted to crumble from the enormous amount of stress she was feeling. Was she making the right decision? Did others see them as compatible? She wondered if Bill was worrying about this too.
Slowly, with her step-father guiding her down the aisle, she proceeded toward her waiting love. She glanced side to side as she walked and saw all of the people she knew loved her and so many strangers that would soon become a part of her new life. Looking straight ahead she could see Bill staring back at her. A tear fell from his eye and landed just above his smiling lips. He looked a little nervous, but confident as well.
Her step-father handed her off to Bill at the alter. He looked down into her eyes. His deep brown eyes held so much love in them that Eliza knew if this was only the preview to their life ahead, she had nothing to worry about.
Make a list, with or without your child about what things they did to learn, that were fun. Keep that list handy and go back to the ideas they enjoyed. Learning is more apt to grow when kids can be excited about learning.