This summer, I went to pick my kids up from a birthday party only to find my son running around in pure, luscious joy - shirt off, covered head to toe in frosting and cake. To the credit of the family hosting the event, they actually initiated 'The Frosting' with the birthday boy and when it ballooned from there, they went with it. They let pure, messy, loud joy grow and run wild for a bit. What a gift. Imagine what all of our lives might feel like - be like - if we went with these kinds of moments when they happen and let them grow. If we let ourselves simply be in the purity of the moment in child-like wonder and joy... and worry about the mess later ;-)
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