04/12/2024
I’ve been especially finding refuge in the innocence of my children lately. The way all the little simple things that we take for granted grab hold of their attention; the way their faces absolutely light up over the most seemingly small details of life.
Adele used to refer to each and every object as a “this”. What once served as an overgeneralization has since matured into a question… “thisss?” she now asks, as she inquisitively presents objects to me, holding them up by her little hand in the air.
As I meet her expectation with a definition for this strange object, be it a “ball”, a “brush”, or a “strawberry”, her nose crinkles, she scrunches her face up, and she reciprocates the cheesiest grin.
She reacts this emphatically every single time she discovers a new word for each object in question, and almost laughs at herself as she practices forming these new sounds.
Witnessing children’s innocence, through curious interactions with animals or just living in the moment with their sibling(s) and family, brings me such a sense of peace.
Our children have not yet learned how to overlook things that bring them joy. We should learn from these little humans to find and define whatever inspires meaning in our lives, in order to celebrate it with others.
