Small Stuff

Liv has this thing where she says “uh oh” to just about anything that doesn’t go her way. It started out just when she dropped or spilled something, but now it’s when she comes upon the safety gate or when M is playing with a toy she wants, or even once when the cable TV went out in a storm.

This morning it was shoes. She has a favorite pair of shoes that don’t fit her well anymore, and she gets really upset that her smaller twin, M, gets to wear them.

AJ does something like that too, pouting and crying over silly things that, as an adult, I don’t think are all that important. I go back to my kid years to get in her shoes and I understand how difficult it is to live in a world where things don’t make sense most of the time and how my own wants never seem to be met as often as I’d like.

Then I think about my life now, my relationship to God, and the way I whine about things that–to Him, I imagine–are no big deal in His grand scheme. I imagine him lovingly rolling his eyes at me and patting my head. And I think there are a lot of things in this world I’m not “grown up” enough yet to understand and I should just trust him, the way I would hope my kids would trust me to know what’s what and take care of their needs, if not their wants.

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