The other day, my parents and I took the boys for a walk. Last week we talked about animals in our preschool lesson, so we decided to identify as many animals as we could on our nature walk. Nathan's favorite were these giant black grasshoppers. He got down as close as he could and studied them, jumping back as they jumped away. We decided to count them, because there were so many of them around us. On our way back to the car, he found a patch of grass where a bunch of them were resting. He decided to chase them. I strolled Nicholas into the shade and watched my oldest baby run around and chase the grasshoppers. The joy in his face - the pure and beautiful in-the-momentness (did I just make up a new word/phrase?) was amazing. And it made me think. If I had been in a hurry, we would have missed this moment. If I had been talking or playing on my phone, I would have missed his joy. It is so easy to get caught up in the things we have to do every day. And I understand the need for schedules and watches and being somewhere on time. Sometimes you can't avoid it. But right now, in this season of my life, the important thing is to make sure my boys feel free to chase grasshoppers. And I need to do some of that myself. I think we all do.