whim·sy: a playful or amusing quality : a sense of humor or playfulness
Of course, I’ve known this word for a long time, but I began to really love it when I read Bob Goff’s book Love Does this last year. This book gave new meaning and life to this word for me.
Whimsy. The word even sounds fun!
I now look for whimsy all over the place in my life.
Soon after I read the book, I ran a half marathon. About 2/3rds of the way through the race when I was about ready to die, some kids were blowing bubbles onto the runners and I immediately thought “Whimsy!” And at least for a few seconds, I felt a little happier. 🙂
Today, I took my oldest son to lunch. I’ve had all kinds of mommy guilt the last few days since it’s Spring Break, and I have to work. I feel so bad for my kiddo who is out of school for the week. (Though I shouldn’t feel too bad. He had an awesome day with his Mimi yesterday, and he gets to hang out with fun kids at our church’s daycare! He’s good!) So, today I took him to a special lunch. Just the two of us. He was so excited and silly the whole time, and I loved it! And then when we were leaving the restaurant and were outside walking to our car, he started singing and dancing. I immediately thought that I’m so glad he doesn’t really care what other people think of him. He’s more interested in having a good time! Then I thought “I want to dance! Why am I not dancing?! I should dance!” So, for a few seconds, in the middle of the parking lot, we danced! It was awesome! It was full of whimsy!
I want to live with whimsy! And even more so, I want my kids to grow up appreciating whimsy. To look for it. To create it. To expect it!
May there be many more dances in parking lots!