This weekend, in a simplifying crusade in anticipation of our upcoming move, Eric and I relieved ourselves of a trailer full of DI-worthy goods, plus a bulging trash receptacle full of unworthy ones. I keep going downstairs and marveling at the open space, the simplicity of our basement now. It's truly empowering.
The human need for accumulation must be a learned one, because children seem content with the simplest pleasures. Despite his healthy collection of toys, Jacob found pleasure in these projects this week: designing and creating some pine cone flapper people,
building a fort out of cardboard boxes,
and drawing a U.S. map, complete with detailed labels and insets.
So this week Thoreau, a basement project, and a five-year-old have taught me about enjoying life's simplest wonders. And as I took the two younger boys on a long run in the beautiful foothills, these lessons seemed to solidify: satisfaction comes most readily from a glorious mountain view, a time to ponder, and the natural curiosity of the world's littlest people.
4 comments:
What a wonderful experience. You inspire me to do the same thing with my house.
How freeing! I really really need to do the same thing!
How true! Kids come up with the best ideas, I love the cardboard fort! Jack seems to think the kitchen pots and pans are his toys, especially when they make such a satisfying clanging sound against the tile! By the way, kudos on the mountain run while preggers, how do you do it? (When do you do it?)
Erin--my jogging stroller is my favorite piece of kid equipment. It's a double, so anytime Jacob is at a friend's house (and it's not freezing) I can take the other two running. They love to be outdoors and comment on all the trucks/cars/dogs passing by.
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