Buttons
Avery is the one in the family who (literally) stops and smells the roses – whenever she sees something eye-catching she’ll take a moment (no matter what else is going on) to admire it. The other morning, for example, I was running late and flying around the house to gather up what I needed when Avery stopped me and pointed out that she liked what I was wearing. “Oh, I like the buttons on your sweater, Mommy,” she told me. “They’re really pretty – like jewels.” To me, they were plain ‘ole buttons, but I loved that they were special to her and that her words forced me to pause for a moment. It was really quite refreshing.
-M