There are no seven wonders of the world in the eyes of a child. There are seven million. ~Walt Streightiff
I count being a grandmother, to my three grandsons, as one of my greatest blessings. I am constantly amazed at how much information they store and I love how they take that information and interpret it as they see it. This past Christmas, I took my two oldest grandsons, who were two and five at the time, to the local festival of trees. For them, it wasn’t about the hustle and bustle of people, the loudness of the room, the limited parking or even the rows of decorated trees; for them, it was about putting the tiny tickets in the buckets, not in hopes of winning a tree, but just to watch them fall in and of course, it was about meeting the “real” Santa Clause too. If life was only as simple as they see it….
Share your experience when you look through the eyes of a child, what do you see?