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February 22, 2004

Mud Puddles and Dandelions

A friend sent this to me today. I hope you enjoy it.

Big Mud Puddles and Sunny Yellow Dandelions
(Author Unknown)

When some folks look at a patch of dandelions, they see a bunch of weeds that are going to take over the yard.
Kids see flowers for Mom and blowing white fluff you can wish on.

When some folks look at an old drunk and he smiles at them, they see a smelly, dirty person who probably wants money and they look away.
Kids see someone smiling at them and they smile back.

When some folks hear music they love, they know they can't carry a tune and don't have much rhythm so they sit self-consciously and listen.
Kids feel the beat and move to it. They sing out the words. If they don't know them, they make up their own.

When some folks feel wind on their face, they brace themself against it. They feel it messing up their hair and pulling them back when they walk.
Kids close their eyes, spread their arms and fly with it, until they fall to the ground laughing.

When some folks pray, they say thee and thou and grant me this, give me that.
Kids say, "Hi God! Thanks for my toys and my friends. Please keep the bad dreams away tonight. Sorry, I don't want to go to Heaven yet. I would miss my Mommy and Daddy."

When some folks see a mud puddle they step around it. They see muddy shoes and dirty carpets.
Kids sit in it. They see dams to build, rivers to cross, and worms to play with.

I wonder if we are given kids to teach or to learn from? No wonder God loves the little children!
Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.

I wish you Big Mud Puddles and Sunny Yellow Dandelions!!!

Posted by Angi at February 22, 2004 06:58 PM

Comments

Thanks for sharing Angi. That is really sweet. I love when my kids bring me dandelions or stick them behind my ears to make beautiful. And mud puddles...well it is messy but wearing the right boots--they are perfect for jumping. Besides, we couldn't keep Owen out if we tried.

Posted by: Kathleen at February 22, 2004 07:06 PM