As a mother of four, I am usually the one teaching my children things.
This is the right way to cross the street.
You should eat your vegetables like Jamie Oliver says.
Be kind to NYC tourists, they are people, too.
And please put the toilet lid down when you're finished. Girls don't like to fall in.
If you're a parent, I'm sure you agree with me.
Life gets busy. There are places to be. Deadlines to meet. Meals to prepare. Battles to wage. The list can go on and on. But every now and then our children are the ones to teach us things. They remind us of what is truly important. My seven year old, Lily, does this.
Lily is obsessed with flowers. If there was a stronger word to describe this, I would use it. But since I'm still working on my first cup of coffee, I can't find that word. Several times a day, as we are walking down the streets of New York holding hands, my arm is rapidly pulled out of my socket. All because of flowers.
Me: "Yes, Lily. Those are flowers."
Lily: "Wait!!! We need to stop and smell them. Aren't they the MOST beautiful flowers you've ever seen!"
Keep in mind, she says this about every flower. The most delicate tulip or the ugliest weed that is sprouting some yellow version of a flower. It's all beautiful in her eyes. And needs to be noticed.
I used to get frustrated, hurry her along, and tell her we needed to be somewhere. But lately, I've been using this time to follow her lead.
So I stop. Stop everything and smell the flowers with her.
Stop thinking about bills I need to pay.
Stop thinking about what to make for dinner.
Stop thinking about how to remedy a problem.
I stop and smell the roses, as they say. And when I do this, I find that it adds such an element of peace to my day.
There is a reason flowers are so beautiful. It's so we stop and notice them.
So, if you see a flower today. Stop. Stop and take time to notice.