“Let’s go for a walk.” She said taking her son by the hand. The four-year-old looked up at his mother with a frown. He glanced down at his action figures as she dragged him over to the front door.
“It’s a beautiful spring day, Nathan. Your toys will still be here when we get back.” His mother explained in a smooth tone.
“Okay,” Nathan sighed.
They stepped out the front door and headed down the driveway to walk around the block. Most of their neighbors were out and about; mowing the lawn, grilling, or simply sitting on their porch soaking up the sun.
Nathan brought his hands up to his ears.
“What’s wrong?” his mother asked.
“Too loud!” he shouted.
His mother smirked. “Mr. Davis is just mowing his lawn. The sound is getting softer now.” She observed as they walked further away. “What can you hear now?”
Nathan hesitated at first, but finally brought his hands away from his ears. He stopped walking so he could focus on listening.
“Birds!” he shouted with a smile. He pointed to a tree in the neighbor’s yard where two robins worked together building a nest. “And… a car?”
His mother looked behind them and pushed Nathan closer to the side of the road as a car drove by them. She smiled at him and nodded. Nathan beamed.
They walked further down the road before Nathan stopped again.
“Look at the flowers!” he pointed to another neighbor’s garden.
His mother nodded impressed. “Yes, the garden is growing nicely, isn’t it?”
“There’s blue and purple and red and yellow!” Nathan exclaimed.
“There sure are a lot of beautiful flowers.” She smiled at him.
Before they knew it, their house was coming into view. Nathan frowned and began to drag his feet along the side of the road. His mother stopped and looked at him.
“We’re almost home.”
“That we are.” She agreed.
“But what if we missed something on our walk?” Nathan stared at his mother with big, sad eyes.
She chuckled. “Well, Nathan we can always go around again.”
Nathan’s face lit up with joy. Then he began to drag his mother around the block.