A Boy and His Paper Football

         This entry is not going to be very long but I mainly wanted to write it down for me so I could remember it in the years to come because it was so special to me. I "got" called old but it was still fun. It all started when I took one of my little boys to the doctor for an appointment. We were waiting in the back room for the doctor to come in and while we were waiting the little boy was sitting on the step of the bed. He was anxious about seeing the doctor and I could tell because he couldn't sit still and his fingernails kept making noises on the sandpaper like step that he was sitting on.
         The noise that he was making was hurting my ears so I grabbed a receipt out of my purse so  he had something else to keep his hands busy with because he could crumble or fold it. Whatever he wanted to do with it and it work for a little while and he was trying to do things with it. I don't think he understood all the way, he would just sit a look at it and then fold it back up. He thought it was strange that I gave him a receipt. By the way, this idea came from many years of being an aunt.
           When I noticed, he had no idea what to do with it, I asked him if he wanted me to make a football out of it. You know those triangular footballs that you held between your fingers and flicked in elementary school. Yes, something that simple kept my little boy entrained all through the appointment. I had to show him how to play with it first but he got the hang of it really fast. When he flicked it, he would laugh every time it flew across the room.
           It was funny because as my little boy was playing with it, the doctor came in to check him and the little boy had to show it to him. The doctor said, "Hmm...I didn't know they made those anymore" and I'm sitting there thinking, "Thanks, are you calling me old?" It is amazing how something from my past that I was never really into is something that I can remember how to do and then do it to make a little boy laugh and keep busy for some time.
            Yet, it was such a simple thing to me but yet to the little boy it was a big thing and he loved it! I love working with children because they like the simplest things and that reminds, us adults that not everything has to be big or hard to have fun in life. It was also a moment that I thought, "Hmm...this could be an OT thing too." It goes along with my liking for OT.  To me, the definition of OT is:

"Something so simple and not missed but yet it could make you life hard by not knowing about the thing."
           
           I'm a simple kind of girl so that is why I enjoy the "simple" jobs and the simple moments. It can make you see how amazing our God is when just not having our fine motor skills can keep us from doing so much in life and so on. We can't write, can't fold paper, can't pick up glitter, and so on. Once a child learns it, though, it opens up a whole new world for them to explore. That is the magic of science but more detailed: Biology. We take so many things for granted and it is so strange.
            I might make a list of little, simple things like those (everyday things) and write it on here sometime this month. That is my challenge to myself.