Up to my elbows in breakfast dishes, I stood at the kitchen sink with Smiley our 16-month-old at my feet grizzling.
She had wrapped herself around one of my legs making it wet with her tears and drool as she begged to be held.
I gave Dave an exasperated look. The day had only just begun, but I already felt like I was at my limit.
Rather than picking Smiley up, Dave gave me his signature crooked grin and casually walked over to the CD player, put on a CD and cranked the volume.
As David Gray’s soulful voice filled the room, Smiley’s grizzles began to subside. She let go of me to watch her Daddy with interest.
With the tempo picking up, Dave started to dance. In our lounge room. Without a care in the world. His good mood contagious.
Curly-locks our three-year-old dropped what she was doing and skipped toward her Daddy to join in. She twirled and jumped and shook her hips, the two of them now completely lost in the music.
Watching them from the kitchen sink, I noticed Smiley out of the corner of my eye bottom shuffling closer to the action. With her eyes bright and her toothy grin wide she slowly but surely moved from seated position to crouching, similar to a weightlifter preparing to lift. As she steadied herself and slowly began to rise, I let out a squeal of excitement only to completely put her off and cause her to plop back down to the ground in a rush. I had only put her off momentarily though as she instantly tried again. This time she successfully stood up. She gave herself a round of applause as the three of us rushed in to congratulate her.
This was the very first time Smiley stood up unassisted. It was a milestone that had been a long time coming.
Smiley had decided at that moment that she didn’t want to be left out. She wanted to dance with her big sister, she wanted to dance with her Daddy, she wanted to be part of the fun.
I grinned wildly as tears ran down my cheeks. Tears of relief that Smiley was finally making progress, tears of gratitude for Dave that he knows just what to do to lighten the mood, and tears of happiness for our little family, the memories we are making and the love that we have.
Now every time I hear David Gray’s Please forgive me I will remember this moment.
Which songs do you have as the soundtrack to the big moments in your life?
Linking up today with My Little Sunshine House for Sunshine Sunday inspired by the theme – Music.