Dancing Light

This morning I woke up at 9 freaking out because usually I start hearing Matthew chirping about in his crib around 8:30. I quick ran to the bathroom and threw clothes on and went in his room. He was sitting up, beloved stinky puppy in hand, staring at the window that faces the back yard. He turned to look at me and in his most excited babble gestured towards the window. I looked at the window and saw what he saw, and I saw it through his eyes. The sun comes from back there, and today was putting on a show with the wind and the trees. Just a typical, ordinary, every day occurence. But to Matthew? To Matthew it was just the most amazing sight ever. He then gestured towards the window on the side of his room where no show was taking place and lifted his arms up, palms facing upwards in a motion that meant "what's wrong with that window, mommy?" I explained to him that the sun was behind his other window and the wind was making the trees dance. He replied to me, "yeah!" and stood up reaching his arms out to me. I picked him up and we sat in his rocking chair watching the light for a little bit longer. I am so in love with this little boy who sees magic and wonder everywhere he looks. Who, when he sees his teddy bear or his stinky puppy hugs them as if they were long lost friends coming home. Every morning it is always a total thrill for him to get his cheerios as he waits for mommy to make him breakfast. And daddy coming home at the end of the day is just the best thing ever. Simple, everyday events that add up to making Matthew a happy little boy. And I'm so grateful I get to experience that everyday.