the little things...

In the end its not the big things - It's the little things... (quote by: a prairie girl)

I heard Zoe barking her head off outside just a few minutes ago... so out I went ( I hate do not like yappy little dogs)  and there she was between my fence and the school fence, barking her self silly at about 5 8  year-old kids!!! They were lovin it!! So I went and had a happy little chat with them. I asked them about school ( I was secretly shaking inside, because I figured some school marm would see me and call the cops and I would be slammed in the clink for seducing 8 year-old kids with my dog. or something wierd.)but nobody saw me. so we chit-chatted away!  The blonde girl told me they were 'learning math' and 'the little boy' told me they were 'chasing girls " for recess and well the girls didn't say a lot about that. I told them- Ya know..girls don't really like it when boys chase them..(weeeeelll maybe sometime they do...but) and the one little boy was like-' ya well were just like chasing them not hurtin them'  he made my day. he  had a  'gold' tooth right up front, had brown skin, and the handsomest smile. He didn't want to leave me. He stayed and talked while the other kids ran off.  I hope that I made his day... Maybe his mommy is a busy mommy and doesn't have all the time she would like to give him attention, maybe his daddy is not around... maybe he needed a little love... Maybe he needed that little time we had through the fence!

Maybe I needed it too... Maybe I needed a little Mexican boy to smile at me with his 'gold' tooth. Maybe I hate   do not like little yappy dogs for a reason , it made me go outside and meet 'little boy' .Maybe Zoe barked so that 'little boy' and I could smile together and be given hope.

The little things... They DO matter...