This afternoon, I watched as AB flitted around the backyard like a woodland sprite, gathering flower blossoms, pebbles, pine cones, leaves, and blades of grass into her basket. These were the ingredients for her famous dessert, "Garden Surprise". Every so often she would pause, step away from her "work", and twirl as fast as her little feet could manage until she collapsed onto the grass, giggling uncontrollably in the hazy sunshine.
I marvel at her ability to find such joy by simply combining nature with the limitless possibilities of imagination.
Oh, to be six years old again.
