Stopping at the Fish

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I must be in a hurry these days. And God must be sending me a message. That I need to stop and smell the roses.

The idea of this series came to me at the very last minute on Sunday night. I quickly made a button and threw up a post. And ever since then, God has thrown me opportunities to slow down and savor the moment.

One of those moments was on a “quick trip” through Walmart. I had the four younger kids with me; we were looking for toilet paper and potting soil, two very important things if you homeschool. The potting soil was for a science experiment. And the toilet paper, well, I’m sure you understand.

At our Walmart the pet department is conveniently located next to the cleaners and toilet paper. But, since we no longer own any pets, I have no occasion to go down those aisles. But, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the tiny fish department.

I had flash backs of all the days my sisters and I raced to KMart’s fish department when we were kids. We hung out there for hours it seems. My mom must have been extremely patient.

I also realized that I’d never sat at the fish with this group of kids. Sure, I did it all the time with my eldest. But these guys? Well, sometimes I forget that they haven’t always been around.

So, we stopped and looked at the fish. And I told them the story of how once upon a time we bought two mollies and we ended up with seventeen. And the molly mama wanted to eat her babies and we didn’t have a fish net, so my husband used my fine mesh strainer to fish the babies out. It was a momentous occasion.

And they might have missed hearing about it.

Stopping at the fish is a great way to stop and smell the roses.

The days are long, but the years are short. I don’t want to miss them! For more short and sweet ideas on how to stop and smell the roses, to enjoy the little things in life, check out my 31 Days to Smell the Roses series.

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  1. Ah, what a good reminder. I used to (and sometimes still do) get frustrated when my husband would come grocery shopping with me and distracted by EVERYTHING. I’m used to just going from item to item on my shopping list as quickly as possible. Sometimes you just have to slow down and watch the fish!

  2. I try to take my daughter with me on saturday mornings to walmart to do grocery shopping and we always stop at the fishies.. she’s got her favorite and then she points out mommy’s favorite. 🙂 it’s pretty awesome, and I love having that weekly mommy daughter date.. 🙂

  3. Thank you for the reminder. Sometimes I feel like my last 2 don’t get the same experiences as my first 2. And I started out with 5 mollies and ended up with 57!!!!

  4. I love it! We always stop at the fishies in Nordstrom’s kid shoe area. It is riight next to the exit where we park in the structure. Whenever we leave the mall we have to pay them a visit on our way out.

  5. We have to make a completely separate stop to visit a pet shop…and this year I haven’t done it yet. Great reminder!

    Mind you, we gave Miss 10 a huge black and white rooster for her birthday so she has the best pet imaginable. Except when he nips her to protect his ladies…and I have to remind her that she is not considered one of his ladies but an outsider no matter how much she loves him. That’s smelling the roses, too, and so is playing with all the chickens instead of doing schoolwork, right? Hmmm!

  6. I remember stopping at the fishes every time we went to Walmart.It’s been a while since we have done that now that the kids are older.