We had our first snow today, forecasted to turn into a full-fledged blizzard. Logan went outside for a while as the flakes started falling, and when he came back in, I asked him if the snow was coming down hard.
“It’s coming down really fast, so it’s like a miracle,” he told me seriously, in the way that kids so often do, innocently reminding us jaded adults that everyday events truly are miracles.
Sometimes all it takes to rediscover the beauty and magic all around us is a 4-year-old’s unbiased observations.
How has your child shown you the simplicity and wonder of normal events that adults so often overlook?
I’m sure they try to do so at least daily if not hourly! How often I pay attention is another question entirely!!