waving

Today was the second day that Evelyn returned my wave from the school bus window.  I’ve been waving for nearly two school years.

Love explosions.

Isn’t it amazing how one little palm held up to the glass can make my heart soar.  How it can leave me standing in the driveway waving frantically and saying, “yes, wave.  you’re waving.  you’re awesome.  you’re waving to mama” etc.  Even though she couldn’t hear me.  I went on and on.

She left her hand against the window and a little smile touched her lips.  I think she knew that her mama was making a spectacle of herself and was amused.

After her bus was out of site and I was walking down the driveway, I realized that I had a huge grin on my face.  I love when that happens.  Not even realizing that I am smiling.  I don’t think that I used to do that before I had my girls.  Now it happens all of the time and I love it. How extraordinarily lucky am I to be so happy that I get to walk around smiling without even realizing it?

Have I mentioned lately how much I love my girls?  I am grateful for the beautiful simplicity that they have brought to my life.  I am grateful that they have boiled happiness down to a little palm pressed against the window of a bus.

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