A Ball
While we were driving home from Pocatello in May, Evan was watching a Little Einstein DVD about planets, stars, etc. The narrator was talking about all the different planets, their names and a little information about each one. Several times we heard Evan saying, "a ball." I've thought about this for the last few months off and on, but yesterday he reminded me of it again when we were looking at some pictures. I showed him a picture of the moon and he said, "a ball." I know it's not that big of a deal for a toddler to call a round object a ball, but for some reason I keep going back to this.
I can't quite articulate what I have been thinking about this and it is frustrating me... I guess what is standing out to me is that so often I make things more complicated than they need to be. At the base level, most things are simple and plain. I'm going to try to keep this in mind when I get in complicated situations or feel overwhelmed and remember that deep down, even objects that are out of this world, are still balls.