Sunday, February 1, 2009
Watching Ben explore the snowy backyard helps me remember one of the gifts of motherhood: Discovery. Keeping company with this charming guy who loves to wear Kate's too-big hot pink snow boots, watching him stomp around in the crusty snow, it all reminds me that the world is full of wonder, that even days-old snow has draw for some of us. I should unlock my doors, fling open the windows, and let adventure happen every day. I'm not good at this. I tend to get bogged down in daily expectations. But discovery keeps me alive, keeps me excited for the next day and the next. I'm grateful that Ben is here to keep me aware of the joys of newness or of simply seeing old things with new eyes.