The Joys of Being a Kid

Do you remember when you were young how fascinating and exciting so many things were? 
My family took a trip up to the snow the other day.  Nowhere special really.  We just drove until there was a good covering on the ground and then found an empty church parking lot.  Kristopher, who absolutely loves Christmas time and snowmen, had never gotten to play in the snow.  He's seen some snow patches on the ground and watched it fall, but never played in it.  Needless to say he was excited!  It didn't matter that we didn't have snow clothes or that we were in a parking lot; there was snow and that's all that mattered.  As Daddy started throwing loosely packed snow his way, it only added to the fun.  Unable to pack a snowball himself he very sweetly asked Daddy to make him one, which Daddy did.  Then with a mischievous smile, Kristopher stepped back and announced he was going to throw it at him.

One of the joys for me as a mother is getting to relive the joys of childhood as I watch my kids dream and imagine and experience a wonder like snow for the first time.  It's a good reminder for me that joy is not just found in grand things, but often times...if not most of the time...in the simple things.