Having children allows me to see things through the eyes of a child. It is a wonderful thing that ensures I never fail to see the magic in the world. Whether its magnificent shapes in the clouds, the intricate colors on a bug, or in tonight's case, the simple wonder of a shower.
This evening my youngest, who is three, discovered the novelty of a shower. Baths are fun, lots of splashing and carrying on, but tonight, there was a new element. Tonight the shower was on. And oh the simple joy of water falling from somewhere up near the ceiling. I let him plug up the tub and he gleefully sloshed back and forth the length of the tub, in and out of that wonderful glittering fall of water. The pure happiness that such a thing inspired was magical and I thoroughly enjoyed being yet again allowed to see the world through the eyes of a child, where it was so much more than a simple shower and a couple of inches or so of water.
After he was clean and had played and played and laughed and tried to catch drops in his mouth, he climbed out. I wrapped a towel around him and we stood in the moist warmth of the bathroom together to watch the grand finale of bath/shower time...the draining of the water from the tub. My son never ceases to be amazed that the drain can drink so much water. He stood there, leaned slightly of the edge of the tub, damp toes curled into the plush rug next to the tub and watched as it gurgled and slurped and with a final gulp, the drain yet again drank every drop of water in the tub. To which my son happily squealed, "He dank it all!"
The world would be better place if adults could find such magic and happiness in such simple things.
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