This weekend started out with our typical pizza and movie night, but ended with my reawakening of childhood wonder.
We rented The Guardians to watch. I was immediately brought back to all the magic of childhood. The belief in all that you can not see but is there because you believe.
I was reminded of the magic of a snow days, the belief that stockings hung by the chimney with care would be filled. I was reminded that Mommy & Daddy are invincible and that summers last forever. I was reminded that magic is not a falsity that we tell our kids, but something that is truly there. I believe that as we grow up, we assume that because we are expected to help bring about magic, that it then must not exist. When in fact, we are expected to pass on and fully participate in the magic that we were so fortunate to witness as children. How can you watch the moonlight twinkle on fresh fallen snow.....and not believe in magic? How can you have the car in front of you at Tim's buy you your coffee on the one day that you needed it most.....and not believe in a little magic? How can you watch a 3 year old see Santa for the first time.....and not believe in magic?
With all this deep soul searching was it not apt that as the Little Man & I rounded a corner at the mall today we ran smack into the Santa Village - and guess who was hanging out. "mom....look" "Mom....Look" "MOM....LOOK!" Who is it I ask...'Santa?! It Santa Clause? Can I say Hi?'
There was a long line, we were running behind and I had no intention of getting pictures done today. A few days ago I might have danced around it a bit and tried to wiggle a wave to Santa and then carry on our way. Today...This weekend I said YES and I was just as excited.
I cried. I cried tears of pure joy as I watched my son fill with light, excitement and magic. He could not contain his excitement. His smile reach as wide as it could with both cheeks dimpling in joy. He hummed with anticipation. And I cried some more. He told Santa that 'Yes' he did listen to his mom, he asked for Dinosaurs & Santa got a high five. I wiped away the tears on my cheeks as My Little Man walked towards me beaming with the magic of childhood and said "Thanks Mom".
What a WONDERfully WONDER filled weekend!
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