Sometimes the joys of parenting are about the little things... The things you don't expect to make you feel warm and fuzzy.
We live in south Louisiana. It's Mardi Gras season and we live very close to where the parades pass. Today we were in very slow stop and go traffic along the parade route. Gabriel pointed and said Truck! I looked over and we were next to a parking lot full of RV's. People come from out of town in RV's in the time leading up to Mardi Gras and park in small "communities" in parking lots.
I found unexpected joy in explaining to the boys what RV's were, their similarities and differences to hotel rooms, etc. Instead of being frustrated that it was taking a long time to get where we were going, I took advantage of a teachable moment.
My reward was Ethan's fascination, and the knowledge that little moments like these deepen our connection to each other...
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