I’m learning to appreciate and value the simple things… like the orange trash can that entertained LadyP for a whole hour during today’s holiday shopping lunch break. She cooed and oohed and aahed at the bright receptacle, and screamed every time I tried to face her away from it. Was it the obnoxious color that was so appealing? Or was it because it was so impressively bigger than her? I didn’t care. I gave in, let her marvel at it and enjoyed my salad in peace as passers-by laughed at my baby’s ecstatic exclamations.
Oh, orange trash can! How I wish you could come home with me. You’d make some days so much easier!
