Yesterday Sophia had her one-year orthopedist appointment to check on her hips. She has to go once a year until she's twelve basically. Since we left the appointment a little late we went ahead and drove over to the Divinity School to wait for Matthew to get off work. The kids played on the playground in the grad student housing area and then we went over the grassy area in the quad to relax in the shade.
Sophia and I were just chilling in the grass while Elijah raced up and down the walkways. A woman was walking by and she stopped to talk to me. She said, "Your kids are so happy!" I kind of just laughed and said, "Yeah, I guess so." As she walked away I couldn't help but think that her statement was sort of odd. I mean, they're five and one, of course they're happy. But then I realized that happiness isn't always a given. Not in kids and especially not adults.
But yeah, generally my kids are happy, and I'm happy. We're a happy family. We may not have much by the world's standards, we don't drive a new car, we don't live in a big house, we don't have fancy cell phones (or much money in the bank, ha!). But we're happy. Because we take joy in the little things. The kids slept in until 7:30 this morning, which is late for them, that made me happy! Sophia's hips are still looking good and she is likely to fine for the rest of her life, you'd better believe that made me happy. And our big summer vacation is just twenty-five days away and that makes me very happy!