We've had a rather rough Midwestern winter with very low temperatures and lots of snowy days. When the temperatures suddenly rose to almost 49 degrees, it felt like spring although most Chicagoans are not fooled. We're never confident of lasting warmth until May. However, it was a good time to take KC out for a walk. The sidewalks still have snow on them so we walked on the road. We can do this rather safely since our little village is set off away from the busier streets. At first KC begged to be carried and then when she felt the wind in her downy hair, giggled and started unsteadily zigzagging about the street stopping to see a leaf dancing with the wind, a puddle of melting snow catching the sparkling sunlight and shadows painting the street. Everything was magical and needing investigation. As we watched her, everything was new for us, too. Perhaps that's why we love babies so much. They remind us again of the wonders that are always there for us if we only look with innocent eyes.
Brave KC looks like a small pilgrim starting out on her solo journey. I love your approach to life. If only everyone could stay childlike and retain childhood's sense of awe and wonder.
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