Surprises are the best, aren't they? For me, they're always so much better than experiencing something I've been anticipating, something I'm expecting to be amazing.
Such as, Grass is Always Greener on the OTHER Side Syndrome (Hereafter referred to as GAGOSS).
Before I had kids, I worked as a teacher in a local school district. I would leave at a little before 7:00am and drive a little way to work. I always saw cute moms with their cute little jogging strollers and their cute little athletic wear and their cute little bums running with their cute little babies.
At 7:00 in the morning.
And, in my cute little GAGOSS mind, I would think "Ohhhhhh, I just WISH I could be a mom so that I could jog with my baby!" And I would imagine that woman going home to her Pottery Barn house, taking a long sudsy shower with the scent of Clinique Happy bubbling all around her. (HARDEEHAR HAR!!!)
Oh, what a life that would be! And all I need... is a BABY!
Ask me if I EVER got up at 6:30 to take a baby on a jog? No, ma'am. I did jog occasionally with 2 kids in a double jogging stroller for a short stint during which I was training to run a half marathon.
But, y'all. It was not a pretty sight. I had no cute little athletic nothin'. I was wincing and sweating, huffing and puffing. Clinique Happy was nowhere to be found.
GAGOSS let me down. In a very big way.
Surprises are way better. When you think something will be a certain way, and it's so much better than you expected. Or if something just hits you as amazing that you never expected at all.
In no particular order, like...
Sweet sibling moments.
Timers on cameras
Big stairs. Little kids.
Rock skipping lessons
School Uniform cuteness. And little brother excitement. (Thinking he was actually going to stay at school that day! oops...)
"What??!! Snow in early October?!"
Yes, even the earliest snow in 24 years had its sweetness, too...
A homemade latte while camping.
Not in the least bit unexpected, and uber-anticipated, but oh-so-sweet!