Thursday, December 1, 2011

Through the eyes of a child


Ana loves sunglasses.  She loves all glasses, but she refers to them all as sunglasses.  Yesterday she asked in her sweetest high-pitched asking voice, "Mummy, may I please wear your sunglasses?"  Of course I said yes; who can resist her sweet asking voice?  As I was explaining to her that those are not sunglasses at all but rather glasses that I need to see, she said, "Mummy, I see for you?"  I wish I could see through her eyes.  She has a sweet way of always finding fun, adventure, and love, and that's just what I need.  

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