I feel like he is always in motion even when he is sitting there in silence. Absorbing, breaking it down, reacting, breathing it all in. I guess that’s the beauty of being young and without any of the filters adults develop and use to shut the world out. He sees and hears everything. His mind is always creating and he is always smiling on the inside. It’s days like today, when the weather is warm and the sun is shining that I revel in chasing down bad guys with our make-believe bows and arrows through the perilous jungles of the Amazon… and just like that I’m taken back to a youthful innocence I thought was long gone!
- running through the woods
- bows and arrows
- chocolate milk
- afternoon yoga
- listening to NPR All Things Considered
- cool evening air and the sound of crickets