Little Moments

Now, ..... at the age of 37 I realize I am young, but the short time I have lived on this Earth, I have come to the understanding that life is made up of many little moments.  Some moments are quickly forgotten and some are made in a way that perhaps they will be 

remembered for ages to come.  Perhaps if done right, they will be repeated long after I am gone.   

So important then is the choice of which moments we choose to propagate.  Tonight the moment is to devise a trap to snare the Gingerbread Man on-the-run;  a project from school to encourage creative thinking.  In my reality this is a moment for me as a 

father to try and spend a moment with my son before those little moments are gone forever.  

So Lyrik and I put on some Christmas music and we went away at developing a ingenious plan to snare the on-the-run Gingerbread Man.  What would entice the Gingerbread Man? What else but a candy store!  A candy store with magical doors and windows!        After all the cutting, taping, and drawing

 was done, we stepped back to gaze upon Lyrik's amazing trap. No way this Gingerbread Man is getting away!   And in the end, beyond a project from school, my lesson of patience with my son to develop his own story was but just one part of my little moment with my son as he grows one day older.  Perhaps a little moment that he will never forget, and one I will grow a little wiser from.  I love you Lyrik.