The best part of my day included this...
Sitting in the big brown chair this afternoon reading to Maggie and after about three books my strength gave way and I drifted off to a teeny-tiny nap. I woke to fuzzy little bunnies running through the house. I'm not certain how Jonathan managed to get them in the house, but I think Maggie was in on it. They hopped around for a little bit and Jonathan returned outside to take a look at their hutch.
These fuzzy little bunnies with wiggly noses were what greeted sweet little 7 year old Michael Christmas morn. But Christmas was 8 days ago and the new "Christmas Morning" magic has worn off and the bunny poop has started to pile up.
I found myself stirred from my nap and in on the bunny affair when Michael came home from school. Jonathan directed him outside to tackle the poop filled bunny hutch. Michael was very reluctant at first. He didn't know exactly how to clean it. It was heavy, awkward, and a bit gross. Jonathan recognized all of these challenges for Michael but instead of giving way to the difficulty standing before him, he coached him.
This is why I love this man. He teaches. In every moment he can, he instructs. He wanted Michael to feel the joy that comes from tackling a job.
But not just tackling it, but doing it well.
And right.
And putting the tools up when you are done.
And so with every speck of love this man has, he mentored Michael and taught him everything he could about caring for these little critters. About taking pride in his pets. About showing them love. About giving them the very best of him.
Like Michael's father was giving to him.
I overheard pieces of the conversation from the kitchen and it quickly became a favorite part of my day. Michael, you are a blessed little boy. And quite the bunny keeper.
