One day I was feeling especially grateful for everyday things. That day I walked past our playroom and it struck me that all of the toys in mid play positions around the room symbolize the presence of happy children in our home. I was filled with a warm joy. Those same toys that I clean up over and over again are there because of the imagination of a child. I love that. As I walked by, I thought, "happy children live here." It brings a new meaning to the mundane and recurring task of straightening the house. . . . I wish they would be here, just as they are, forever.
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