Yesterday there was a picture of toddler gratitude posted on Grandma's Briefs. It is adorable.
Although I do have to say it is a perfect example of why I could never, ever be a pre-school teacher Just the image of a group of three-year-olds stepping in paint (chocolate pudding?) to make footprints for this craft--shudder.
But the post did make me think about how I had spent Thanksgiving being grateful for family and friends, both near and far. Not that that is a bad thing to do, but I didn't really give much thought to the little things. If you are feeling safe and loved, fed and secure, little things can bring a bundle of child-like joy into life.
I think the world could use a bundle of child-like joy this holiday season.
Here is a little thing that I am grateful for: self-adhesive stamps. Mike bought Holiday Bauble forever stamps and we put them on the cards to send out today. Revealing that I am old, I do remember 3 cent stamps. They steadily went up in price. I remember that my depression-era-surviving parents were distressed by this, but at some point there came the trade-off--no longer having to lick (yucky) or otherwise moisten the stamps. I don't even send out humongous numbers of cards, but self-adhesive stamps make my happy.
And then, there was the time when envelopes needed to be addressed by hand. Writer's cramp waiting to happen. How great is it that we can use a computer printer to pump out cards with the addresses from a list and our own return address?
I guess if I were really up to date, I would send out e-cards.