Laying on the Threshold
One morning the other week I was watching my siblings and I let them play Play-doh. Such a messy activity is done in the garage and stretches three tables long! As it got closer to lunch I told the kids they needed to start cleaning up. After most of the toys had been put back in the bin, I brushed Benjamin (3) off and took him inside, knowing he wasn't likely to be very helpful in the sweeping up of the crumbs. I instructed him that he had to stay inside now and play. I had the garage door propped open so I could keep an eye on the clean up while working in the kitchen to prepare lunch. Benjamin found a toy and then headed for the garage door. I kept an eye on him but he did not go out. Instead he lay down on the rug and over the threshold. Then with his arms stretched out into the garage he played with his toy in the air. He knew he could not go out, but he longed to be with the other kids so much he got as close as he could! I smiled at the cuteness and then ...