The heart of a child

A sillly smile, giggles, laughter, the sounds of play ... the heart of a child.





A quiet peaceful moment ... it may not happen often, but such a joy to catch the thoughtfuless in their eyes.

I love children ... my own (of course), my neices, my nephews. Just having them around, gather in our home. I love watching them play, creating games, hearing them laugh, listening to their thoughts and ideas. Tonight is a slumber party at our house. What fun!

So far, the fun has led to kiddos in and out of the house, dirty toes, a tornado of toys lining the floors, fingerprints on the windows and fridge, our dog finding her way through the open gate with them, spilled milk and cookie crumbs, and a lot of extra laundry ...

I am ever so thankful for sand to dig in.
Grass to run on.
Games to play.
Hide and seek.

Bubbles to blow.
Slides.
Chocolate chip cookies and milk.

Little footprint paths down the hall.

Bubble baths.

Good night sleeps.

Children are a gift from the Lord.

A thought of the day .... a saying that I have ....

To be a child is to know the joy of living.

To have a child is to know the beauty of life.