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What Was Your Favorite Part of the Day

Sunset from the Oasis in Austin

Every night when I’m tucking my girls into bed I ask them “what was your favorite part of the day?”.  It’s always fun to hear what they really enjoyed each day.  After a while I also started asking them “what was your least favorite part of the day?” or “was there anything you didn’t like today?” for my youngest.  I found this question to be a very important one.  I really LOVE hearing what their favorite part of the day is and sometimes it’s many things.  But, the least favorite part tends to give me more important clues into things that might be bothering them or things we might need to talk about.  I have found these two simple questions create better discussion than the standard “how was your day today sweetie?” type question.

This being said, it took me by surprise when my oldest daughter asked me one night “what was your favorite part of the day Mom?”  “Uh… I don’t know” I said.  I was actually so surprised I had never really given this any thought.  It was almost like I forgot I could have a favorite part of the day too.  Sometimes as parents we are so busy volunteering at our children’s school, working, taking kids to after school activities, making diner, helping with homework, and more that we forget we are important too.

So the next night I was prepared.  I thought about it throughout the day and gave her a real honest answer (and one she had actually heard me say many times before) and that was:  “sitting on the swing watching the sunset with you”.

So what was your favorite part of the day today?

Personal Reflections Sunday

For those of you who follow the POSH Blog, Thanks! Good news, I will be adding new sections to the blog and posting more frequently. We have lots of new and exciting things to come and hope to get a lot more interaction from you our friends and followers. So this is my first Sunday post that will focus more on life observations. I hope you enjoy this new addition to the POSH Blog! Have a fantastic Sunday!

I was at my favorite coffee shop earlier this week on my writing morning. It’s a wonderfully open shop and is busy with just enough energy to keep me going, but not as overcrowded, dark and hustling as the chain shops. As a took a moment to think I looked up at the barista and saw she was enjoying the music while she was wrapping utensils in napkins for the next customers. I had to do a double take. At first I couldn’t tell if she was really singing or not. So, of course I continued to stare at the poor gal unbeknownst to her, and found YES, she was indeed mouthing the words to Bruno Mares’s “Amazing”. I had to smile at this. It’s always fun to see someone enjoying a simple moment in life. I made me wonder. Is happiness contagious? Maybe it’s like a yawn, if you laugh or do something fun you will inspire someone else to. Hmm…food for your happy thoughts today.