Wandering Texan Journal

Kids may forget their shoes, but when it comes to love? They’ve got lessons that put us grown-ups to shame.

Most days feel like a blur of never-ending background noise, half-remembered to-dos, and afternoon energy drains. My 4-year-old is usually deep into Lego builds, remote-controlled car crashes, or launching Hot Wheels off furniture like it’s a professional sport. My baby has recently discovered his voice and coos, caws, and grunts all day.

That afternoon followed the same rhythm. Busy morning. Lunch cleanup. The slow drag of post-lunch exhaustion. I sat down on the couch while my 4-year-old watched his cartoon, telling myself it would be a minute.

It wasn’t.

I drifted off without meaning to.

When I woke up, I realized my 4-year-old had stayed right there beside me the entire time. No tapping. No questions. No requests. Just the quiet company of a child who usually never stops moving or talking.

It didn’t strike me right away. But later, it did.

He let me rest.

That was it. No announcement. No explanation. Just a small act of patience that felt like care once I noticed it.

As adults, we often complicate love. We look for proof. We expect it to be loud, visible, or constantly expressed. Kids don’t seem to carry that weight. Their love shows up simply. In presence. In waiting. In letting someone be.

And maybe that’s the lesson. Love didn’t interrupt my exhaustion that afternoon. It simply made room for it.

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Love Lessons Kids Teach Us

• Love is forgiving when arguments are forgotten minutes later.
• Love is patient, waiting at the playground slide again and again without losing enthusiasm.
• Love is playful in tickle fights and made-up songs.
• Love is thoughtful when they hand you a flower, rock, or treasure they found just for you.

In the middle of diaper changes, messy dinners, and toys piled into chaos, these moments are always there if we slow down enough to notice them.

Motherhood is one of the hardest jobs, but it might just be one of the richest life paths for learning how to love.

What’s a love lesson your child has given you recently? I’d love to hear it.

From my road to yours, happy wandering.