Hoo-Me-Hoops and Giggles

Maddix found a tire off of an old bike in the garage and excitedly yelled,
"A HOO-ME-HOOP!"It's so dang cute.

Bronson thinks it's quite the knee slapper. Really. He asks her all the time what it's called and then laughs his head off.
(Kindergartners...I'll tell ya what.)
Anyway, she practiced and practiced as we planted flowers on Saturday morning.
Finally, when she got the hoop (tire) to spin around her more than once she was ecstatic!
She made me watch over and over.

"Watch me! I can hoo-me-hoop!"Something as simple as Maddix in her dance outfit, trying to Hoo-Me-Hoop with an old tire on a fall morning reminds me that these simple things fill her childhood days.

But these simple things make me so grateful that I am alive and here with her this fall, watching her giggle and shake that booty in circles on the lawn, the street, and the driveway. She's just one tiny little girl in this big spinning universe filled with a million hula hoops.

But on Saturday the world stopped;
She was the only little girl around with an old tire spinning on her little hip and a huge smile smack-dab on her face.
A face that I love
forever
and
always.