Flick and I took a walk to the park today. It took us nearly
two hours from start to finish. If I’d put her in the pushchair, we’d have been
at the swings in ten minutes, had some fun there and returned home in another
ten minutes. We left the pushchair in the closet, though, and walked.
We never made it to the swings today. Oh, there were too
many other wonders! Children on scooters to stop and watch. Children throwing
sticks into puddles to be mimicked, with great glee. Baby doll in the stroller
to be pushed forward with a joyful cry of ‘GO!’ followed by hilarity as she
chased after the stroller. (Don’t want to encourage that when the real baby
arrives!)
There was a loquacious old man to linger with. Brick edgings
to be balanced on and iron railings to be used as baby gymnastic apparatus. Colourful
flowers to be smelled. Long grass with which to tickle others. There were old
ladies with dogs on leads to be marvelled at, from the safety of Gramma’s arms.
There were planes and helicopters in the sky, pigeons and seagulls and crows in
the trees, ducks in the water.
The weather wasn’t summery but that drew no complaints from
Flick. She only had eyes for the amazing surroundings.
The world through the eyes of a child is a marvellous place,
full of beauty and fun. What a blessing to have the opportunity to refocus my
eyes yet again, and give all the glory to our gracious Lord. I am full of
gratitude for the opportunities to spend time with this beautiful wee soul.
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