I was out
for the evening and had just gotten home. After stepping inside, I headed downstairs to store a borrowed
longboard. I walked ("stomped like an
elephant" in the words of my father) up the stairs.
“Mom’s trying to put the kid down
for the night,” were the words that greeted me.
I hadn’t realized that my one-and-a-half-year-old nephew was
still at our house and had probably been a little too noisy.
In the kitchen, I unequipped my backpack and placed my water bottle on the table. I hung up my backpack on the end of one of the banisters. My bedroom door opened and there was my mom holding my nephew. (My room is where he sleeps.)
“Ungle!” he greeted with a huge
grin.
After another effort to put him to
bed his parents arrived to take him home and I got another one of those
beautiful greetings.
“Ungle!”
Big cheesy smile.
How often do we greet our loved ones
with the same enthusiasm? Do we show our
excitement when they walk through the door?
We should.
Show your genuine happiness that they are there with you. It will probably make
their day. It brought a wonderful taste
of joy to me.
All it takes is a little…
“Ungle!”
