In his world…
A shell can hold the entire ocean
His mother has the voice of an angel
Laughter can be loud and long
A garbage truck sighting is cause for rigid spasms of excitement
Stomping on bubbles is the day’s delight
Someone will always hold him in the night
Daddy is the strongest person in the world
Every day is for exploration
Every color is green
Every person worth a smile and a boisterous HELLO!
The sky, the dirt, the world is still a beautiful mystery
He can discover himself a thousand times a day in the mirror
And is pleased with what he finds there
The make believe…is his reality
Choices are few…and simple: yes and no
Bare feet are the best accessory
So is dirt. Or simply being naked.
Joy is not something found or sought, it is simply the way of things
In his world.
Republished with permission from A Year With Mom and Dad.