We are in the busy season. Baseball every night. Dinner at 9 pm. Scrambling to finish deadlines, homework, endless piles of laundry. There are promotions to plan, parties to host, so much to do. I’ve given up on buying healthy stuff for lunches, instead it’s lunchables and random pieces of fruit thrown in. I’m never catching up. Somedays I feel like I’m drowning in the busy. At night I fall asleep quickly and then am wide awake at 2 again, remembering to put the clothes in the dryer. 

A couple weeks ago I had a spare hour between a baseball games. I took two of my kids to a nearby park. There were a handful of kids there and every single parent was on their phone. Looking down. Something about it really hit me. 

Why? Because that could have been me. Easily. In fact it has been me. Decompressing from the busy by staring. Staring at other people’s words. Reading about other people’s lives. “Liking” other people’s real and not looking at mine. So I turned off the phone that sat in my purse, and I looked up and saw them. 

I’ve been doing more and more of that lately. And I am seeing and noticing the little things in between the busy. The things I want to remember forever…


How his eyes twinkle even when he thinks no one is watching…He is inquisitive and wickedly funny.


How his freckles make my little old soul stay young…he has a heart for others and listens with a beautiful insightfulness.


How his legs hang off the bed, and how sweet his curly hair looks in the morning…He always offers to help first, says Thank You, and is the most loyal person you’ll ever meet. 


This sparkler with the dimples. She is the light of our lives. She’s always the biggest fan. She’s always the most excited. She’s always up for an adventure…as long as she can cartwheel there. 

It’s a lot less busy when we pick what’s most important. I’m seeing it now. I’m living it now. 

They are worth it. 

Look up. See Them.