captivated

He found the old stethoscope buried beneath the dragon costumes, the monkey puppet, the glittery gold and black cloth for draping princesses, the puppy slippers, and stuffed camels of various and sundry shapes and sizes.  The toy box had gone into hiding as my little boys became teenagers, and then young men, taking with it the dragon hoods and batman mask, and the forts that housed them all.  But we brought it back out last week, and the new little boys went digging for treasure.

I put the stethoscope into Tyler's ears and as he heard the sound of his heart beating, his eyes grew large and he became utterly still.  A completely new sound captured all of his attention.

Later, after their wonderful mom came home, she turned on her new and favorite album, and we started singing as we made pizza.  Logan's favorite song from their favorite album came on, and she said, "Show grandma how you sing this song".  The same focused and still expression over took him as he sang with Rend Collective and his mom - a song he knew and loved.  He almost stopped once when he saw me watching him - distracted by someone else's attention - but when I looked away he engaged again, singing a beautiful song, concentrating so very very hard.

Maybe this is one of the ways Jesus had in mind when he invited us to be like little children . . .