I love watching little kids, since they’re tiny tutorials, just in diapers.
I was on a packed train not in the best of moods, when an elderly woman got on…a grandmother type…with a little boy, no more than 3.
He had on shorts and a T-shirt with a bright blue sailboat on it, pint-sized sandals gracing his feet.
The first thing he does is turn around in his seat, looking out the window giggling at a train, whooshing by. Granny pats his leg while whispering in his ear, so now he’s seated properly, banging his legs to a tune he can only hear. She wraps her hands around his chubby ankles forcing them to stop, giving him a bag with what looks like, Cherrios, he starts to eat, smiling the whole time.
Lesson number 1…live in the moment.
Lesson number 2…listen to music, even if it’s only in your head.
Lesson number 3…have cereal, all day long.
And after a few good mouthfuls, he takes the rest of the bag, tosses what’s left into the air, laughing hysterically.