Child's Play

I’m thoroughly enjoying this summer with my son. It’s refreshing to see the world through his eyes. Every experience is new. Grand. Awe inspiring. I guess sometimes it takes a child to put things into perspective.  He’s been here less than a year, but I think he already appreciates the universe more than most adults I know.

 

I’m remembering, he’s teaching me, how to play. How to find wonderment in each new thing. How a leaf or a dandelion can be a work of art. How a plane passing overhead is a thing of marvel; the sirens of a fire engine the prompt for applause.

From sandy toes and hopscotch chalk on sidewalks to play-dates at the park and magic bubbles, Izzy reminds me that life is beautiful.

I keep harking back to the time Hubby and I (before he was even Hubby) caught a performance of Our Town by Thornton Wilder up in Ashland, Oregon one summer.  I always, no matter how many times I see this play, get choked up at the end when Emily says goodbye to Grover’s Corners and the world:  “Good-by... Mama and Papa. Good-by to clocks ticking... and Mama's sunflowers. And food and coffee.  And new-ironed dresses and hot baths...and sleeping and waking up. Oh, earth, you're too wonderful for anybody to realize you.” 

Oh earth, you’re too wonderful for anybody to realize you.

Except for happy one year olds.  And their grateful mamas.

Many smiles,

Linking up with Weekend Rewind at Maxabella Loves

Today’s Gratitude List:

·         Fresh cut grass

·         Colorful birthday wrapping paper

·         Ice tea and lemonade – ice cold

·         Pinterest recipes