how was your day, can you tell me about it?

Whenever we sit down to a meal, Sam asks us this question, word-for-word, same cadence and inflection, without fail.

"How was your day, can you tell me about it?"

I love that this interest in others is being cultivated by his wonderful teachers at school... and hopefully substantially reinforced at home.DSC_0743-2 Beanie - NoxxAZ; Scarf - Moots Clothing; Shirt - Evergreen Goods; Joggers - River Babe Threads 

At breakfast, when it seems that "nothing" has yet been accomplished, one is not exempt.

If you've ever been to dinner at our house, you've been required to answer. Even Maggie and the salt n' pepper shakers have to field the question. DSC_0754 Beanie - NoxxAZ; Scarf - Moots Clothing; Shirt - Evergreen Goods; Joggers - River Babe Threads 

Nobody is off the hook and Sam has a meticulous eye.

But one of the things I find most interesting is that he doesn't want to hear what went wrong -- or even right -- that day or about anybody else's actions outside our own. He wants straight-forward play-by-play.

What did you DO today?

And somewhere in the process of listing off actions objectively, self-judgement is removed and the day is suddenly so much more... simple, straightforward.

It becomes easier to realize the amount of purpose that went into the day and take note of the seemingly small accomplishments.DSC_0817 Beanie - NoxxAZ; Scarf - Moots Clothing; Shirt - Evergreen Goods; Joggers - River Babe Threads

How was your day, can you tell me about it?

No matter the rest of the answer, the first line Sam requires is "I woke up..."

He won't let you continue on until you've said it.

Every day begins with one thing... waking up.

How simple and yet utterly profound to remember at the end of the day to be grateful for and acknowledge its beginning. Ah, through the eyes of a child...

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Today, I woke up... It was 4:30. I kissed my husband as he left for a run and bible study, got the monitor on the babies, made my coffee, stretched, checked my email and now I'm writing.

So, friends... how was your day, can you tell me about it?

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Katie Feavel
Katie Feavel

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Katie Feavel is the coffee-fueled Director of Household Operations and Child Care Coordinator at House Feavel. She likes to collect hobbies and spends her free time reading, singing, sewing, knitting, failing at Pinterest-inspired crafts, burning gluten-free food, killing house plants and having dance parties with her toddlers. A native Arizonan, Katie now resides in the Chicago area with her husband and three young children, where she relishes in the change of seasons and absence of scorpions and lethal plants. When Leaves Listen is Katie Feavel's first novel and the first in The Nature of Noise Series.



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