Kids are the absolute best at this age.
They are the essence of gratitude.
Simply because they live in the moment.
They enjoy simple pleasures, and find joy in everything.
This was Livi after dinner.
She loved the Asian Noodle Bowl I made for her.
This is my variation on a recipe I picked up from my buddy Jen.
It has baby bock choy, carrots, snow peas, chicken, and mushrooms.
The chicken is slow cooked in the crock pot with star anise, soy sauce and water for most of the day. Really I just put it in and forget about it.
You can't mess it up in the Crock Pot.
The chicken has a very fragrant sweet, smokey, fruity licorice flavor. The meat falls from the bone and is succulent and tender.
About an hour before I'm ready to serve dinner I throw in the Asian wheat noodles, they soften very quickly but hold their bite.
Then I add my veggies which are ready almost immediately. They only need moments to steam and gently green.
Then I just set the table and call in the family.
I strip Livi down to eat this dish because I know how messy those little noodles can get.
She eats with a fork for a while then dives in with her fingers.
What a great feeling it must be skinny soft noodles between her fingers.
She gets so involved, examining each noodle then tasting it and eyeing it some more.
What must she think about those little noodles?
She eyes a handful of noodles and laughs as they fall into her mouth and onto her lap.
Mostly on her lap.
I just watch her. She finishes her bowl.
Can you see the love?
Can you see the love?
She's so present for the experience, and I just observe my little teacher.
I need to be more like her, her ways have wisdom, simplicity.
She doesn't know about germs, or food borne illnesses, or nutritional value, or portion size.
No. All she knows is how the noodles look, feel, smell and taste. She knows how they fall on her lap and stick to her belly and legs. She has just the right amount of information for the present moment.
Us adults are too smart for our own good. We know things that don't help us a bit, in fact they hold us hostage in the past or scare us about the future.
We need to be more like our children.
Throw our educations to the wind once in a while,
and just be grateful,
in the moment
with a bowl full of Asian Noodles.