thankful to be an observer of childhood play.
thankful my kids have bff cousins who they can dream up elaborate games with a baseball on a patch of grass.
thankful to remember how it felt to be so free,
so imaginative.
thankful my kids are having a fun childhood.
and thankful that sometimes i get invited into that fun world
and thankful that sometimes i just get to watch.
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