simple days

The beauty of having children

and especially a toddler,

is that they find such pleasure in simple things.

And that by association

we see the world anew;

through excited eyes,

seeing beauty in the ordinary things.

Toddlers love everything about simple days . . .

Like being able to walk

holding their daddy's hand

and avoiding the buggy for a little while.

Like meeting sheep,

and shouting "baaaaaa" really loudly at the sight of them,

only for them to baa back at you so loudly that you jump out of your skin

and then laugh hysterically about it all.

Like being lifted "up up high up"

so that you can meet more animals.

And take one look at some black and white fur

and assume that your new friends are cows

and not the goats they really are.

Like coming face to face with shetland ponies

and stroking their noses

with no fear

and with big smiles.

Like being so excited at all the new animals to see

that you don't know where to look next,

and are desperate to get in

to ever single enclosure.

Nothing lights up my weekends

and my days in general,

like seeing a little face light up at the world around them.

And getting to spend my time

seeing the world the way they do,

is the best kind of day.