Sweetness in the Chocolate Chips

I have waited my whole life to have a four year old & a two year old.

I have always thought that four year olds are the secret of life.

I love the way my little M. smiles at the world.

I love the way she wakes up with a smile on her face.

And I love the sweet and funny things she says everyday.

Today I learned a little lesson.

While baby H. was taking a nap,

M. and I made some cookies.

I let her help me, but it was not a leisurely task.

We still laughed and had fun,

but I was a little stressy.

In the end, the cookies were a total flop.

The same recipe that I made last week turned into cookies that couldn't even be scraped off the pan.

I felt like I wasted an hour and a half.

I ended up adding tons more flour than the recipe called for,

and saved the last couple of dozen.

But as I looked at M. sitting and eating the last bit of the cookie dough, I realized I missed the boat.

She was so content and happy to have spent time with me and enjoying the fruits of her hard work,

and I had a furrowed brow.

My time would have been better spent enjoying the moment.

Next time, even if we have somewhere to be,

or a deadline.

I just want to enjoy the sweetness in the chocolate chips.

Maybe like slow down now, and hurry later.