Daniel and blueberries
Mess. Oh, mess is something that I can hardly stand. I like clean spaces that are dirt-free when everything stays where it was intended to be. Nowadays, little hands explore my things. Tiny fingers dig through dog food to find tiny treasures that are just plain yucky. This is what little ones were intended to do.
Dinner time has become an adventure as he reaches for his spoon and squeals for his supper. He can hardly wait for the next bite of meat so he jumps up and down in his little white seat. For dessert we feed him some little blueberries and he isn't done until he's licked up every last one.
We sit our little boy in the sink and wash off the caked-on green. Green beans, squash, carrots, and blueberries all blend into one on our little son. He claps his hands, splashes in water, but his favorite part is the cuddling after.
Our little one makes a mess every moment he's awake. His toys are scattered here and there and there's evidence on his sweatpants - all the dog hair. But this is what little ones were intended to do.
So I will let him create, yes even today. For the work that he's doing is something I get. I'm creative and I see that in him as he wipes his blueberries all over his chin.