"Let's take dinosaur steps, dinosaur steps, dinosaur steps..." Sing-sang my three year old niece Molly, as we walked around the lake at the pace of a turtle. To join the boys who were jumping from a mile long rope into Lett's Lake.
Hand-in-hand we walked. I entered her world. Seeing small inclines as Mount Shasta. We saw jumping fish, blue butterflies, alligator logs, sticky-mushy-yukky-please-carry-me-over-parts, and Tarzan ropes. When she accidently dropped a goldfish cracker she declared it for the birdies.
My niece is a chatter box wonder. Molly is three years old. Her constant questions and concerns are like gumdrops I easily gobble up!
When is the last time you looked through the world with child-like eyes? Discovering wonder at ever corner? Where stepping stones are cupcakes, and mud is fudge frosting? Seeing with Molly's eyes life is richer when mud is fudge frosting. When sprinkled sand is chocolate chips!
Dive-in and splash around and if you don't have a lake, run through the sprinkler that will do! (As my niece told me, 'Don't be scared Aunt Co-ey, the sprinkler is like running in the rain!" I ran through with my clothes on, as did Molly!
Photos: Top...Lett's Lake and the Tarzan rope. Bottom...Molly running through the sprinkler in her dress.