Living For Seconds

It was just a simple helium balloon.  Bright yellow, with a giant smile on its face.  We were standing in a chocolate shop, and suddenly Waylon was squealing and laughing with delight.

His eyes were fixed on the bright floating balloon ahead of us, reaching his arms out to grab it, if he could.  His laughter was infectious, and soon Patrick and I were both giggling along with him.

We bought the balloon that day.  We don't have the type of budget to buy everything we see, but $4 for our son's happiness (he still LOVES balloons) was nothing to pay.  He laughed every time we brought it close to his face, then jerked it back.

We live for seconds.  As much as we rush, rush, rush, Waylon is just growing faster and faster.  It is only these precious moments that we can cherish.  We have to slow down and enjoy each second as it ticks by us.  Just this week I have noticed how much his face has been maturing, the baby softness becoming more and more like a little boy each day.

Live for seconds.  We may still be looking for a house.  We may worry about money from time to time.  We may rush to work and think that is where we can impact our family in the best way.  None of that matters.  What matters is learning to live in and cherish each moment before it passes by.