Happy?

Sometimes I sit back and can see my day divided up like a grid. {Packaged into little parts}.

Fractions of things done: sleeping, playing, cooking, eating, cleaning, reading, writing, cooking, cleaning, loving, holding, eating, playing, cooking, cleaning.

And fractions of words said, questions asked, instructions told, melodies of praise and love {and frustrations spoken too}. 

But the parts that stand out are the ones filled with laughter and smiles, and when little miss two asks me her one-word question: Happy?

I tell her: "Yes, I'm happy".

She beams, and tells me, "Happy too".

And I'm thinking: I love your company. And I love our days. {And YOU make me happy}.

And I love that you know what happy is {and what happy feels like}. I love that you know what makes you happy.

Lately it's my little girl's happy question that stands out most in the grid of my days.

In her world, happy is found in laughter {and rolling on the ground}, yoga and building blocks, omelets and pasta, babycinos {and trips to the park}, watching the water at the beach, throwing a ball, dancing like ballerinas, pretending we're birds and butterflies {and rockets too}. 

Happy is us together {doing all of this}. But mostly, I'm noticing that her happy is when my eyes and ears are together listening to her at the same time {and my heart too}.

Elisa xx

What part of your day makes you most happy?

{pic of my little girl by me ~ made black & white via instagram @withgraceandeve}