Life’s little pleasures

by Rusty Lindquist on January 25, 2011 · 0 comments

This morning I was lying in bed, trying to extract from the night every last minute of sleep possible, but I was slowly coming to consciousness as my kids began to wake themselves to go about getting ready for school.

I was pretending they didn’t exist for as long as possible when suddenly I heard the tremendously excited voice of my two year old in his bedroom across the hall.  Whereas generally he’ll lay awake in bed for a little while till I come retrieve him with a bear hug and daddy snuggles, today he burst out of his room shouting “garbage truck”.

Actually, it sounded more like “garage shuck”, but apparently he’d heard the garbage truck laboring up the hill outside, and just couldn’t bear the excitement any longer.

My 9 year old saw his enthusiasm, and brought him outside to witness this marvel of marvels first-hand.

Now, fully conscious, but not ready to give up the bed, I rolled over and tried to get comfortable.  That’s when I found that hidden spot in the bed where the sheets are still cool.  It was then that I realized how grateful I am for life’s little pleasures.

In a life of soaring expectations, overwhelming responsibilities, and profound business, sometimes it’s the simplest of things that bring you the most pleasure, if we will but take notice.


{ 4 comments… read them below or add one }

1 Damien September 25, 2008 at 9:23 PM

What a wonderful post. It paints a picture I can relate with and I am sure plenty of other parents as well. It also gives us a valuable lesson … to be.


2 ditchu September 26, 2008 at 2:11 PM

I am reminded of the joy of simple things with each dawning realization of my 11 month old boy. He get fastinated by soo many things I have taken for granted.
The wonderment of one’s own hand, or the beauty of a mother, or the thrilling enjoyment of jumping on a bed.

It is soo cool to once again revisit the things I have become far too used to, and review then with new young eyes.

God bless,


3 Rusty Lindquist September 26, 2008 at 4:24 PM

I couldn’t agree more. One of the things I most appreciate about having 6 kids is all their various stages of life. You get to relive them all, numerous times. It’s fun to swing on the monkey bars again, or crawl around on the grass, or squirt water out of your mouth at one of your kids, or play Gi-Joe or Barbies, or engage in the age-old verbal combat of “na-uh… a-huh… na-uh… a-huh… 😉

It’s so cool to get excited over a leaf, or a ladybug, or just a really straight stick!


4 Margaret D September 29, 2008 at 11:46 AM

And when you’re grandparents you get to do it all over again!


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