Gratitude in small hands

Today, my son told me he is grateful for the things I do for him. He said we should all be grateful. The first thought I had was, he was a small kid, probably when we were small we all might have passed through similar experiences. Like when I got my first table clock from my father, or my first cycle, I used to be so happy. But maybe over time, we take things for granted, we forget to thank and think of it as just another thing he does, or somebody else does. While, such things were going through my mind, my son, without having his lunch, came and sat on my lap. He told me, "Mama, I want to tell you a story..

There was a small girl who wanted beautiful red colour shoes. She was staying with her mother, because her father had become a star. The mother was sick. But, she didn't care. All she wanted was her red shoes. After lot of difficulties her mother bought her the red shoes, but because she was sick, she also became a star. All she had with her was her red shoes" 

Then, he hugged me tight and started crying. "I am thankful for whatever you bring for me Mama." It was difficult for me to tackle the overwhelming emotions he had. I just told him thank you and changed the subject. But, I thought, such a small child and how beautifully he conveyed the message that we should have gratitude for whatever we have. I just hope when he grows up, he doesn't take things for granted but with gratitude