Last night Kai and I were sitting at Brianna's swimming lesson. He was bumbed because he can't attend his any more (darn you broken foot,) but he was surprisingly quiet and still and self-entertained while we waited.
After awhile, I looked around me and saw other parents whose young children were waiting with them and watching the swimming lessons. The kids were also quiet and patient, but I noted how every single one was playing a game on a cell phone.
Then I looked at my son. His hands held a piece of foil compressed into a ball and 2 straws wrapped in my hair band.
And I smiled.