When he was small, my youngest son had a habit of filling his pockets with treasures he encountered in his daily adventures. I didn't always understand the value he saw in his chosen objects -- really, how many rocks and sticks could one boy keep? In his eyes, though, each one was beautiful and important. Life is just like that on a larger scale, isn't it? We gather up the precious bits of our experiences and save them all to learn from and enjoy later. Perhaps you'll find a little something here that you'd like to keep in your own pockets. Thanks for visiting.
Monday, May 11, 2015
He will change his mind by tomorrow, probably. He's wanted to be so many different things when he grows up, everything from a lawyer to a rapper to a chef to Nobel Prize winning physicist. This is not surprising for a boy who has endless energy and a curiosity that is never, ever satisfied.
But if I had to judge based on the dismaying state of Will's legs since the arrival of biking and scootering season, I would say that "stuntman" seems just about right for him.