It was shop day for me,
all alone.
Maria came later and we sold many things.
With Maria there, minding the store,
I could do more important things,
like chasing grasshoppers,
finding rocks,
flowers,
sticks,
ants,
and crickets.
I enjoyed the world through Zander's eyes...
and I was, amazingly, a child again.
7 comments:
It's good to be the grandmother of a little boy. You get to discover the world all over again. It's not that it takes all that much in your case. In many ways you are still a bit of a kid yourself. Which is very good. You can still be in awe of the world around you. I hope I'm the same way. I just need a little Zander.
Nice shot of the turkey buzzard. followed you here from NaBloWriMo.
Grandchildren are such a joy, aren't they?
=)
We all need to take the time to look at the world through a child's eyes, it keeps us young.
Hope you are having a great weekend!
What a great day!
You know, he just looks like the perfect one to spend a day with. And then to collapse from exhaustion. LOL
The world through Zander's eyes has to be the most wonderful place!!!
Have a great day! :o)
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