I'm 64 and a little sad about summer being over, but I only mention it to the adults I'm close to. My youngest granddaughter is 6. She says she loves every season. We went on a walk yesterday and although it was warm she put heavy rubber boots on because she want's to look for puddles to jump in. I said "the suns been out for awhile so we may not find any puddles" she said " I don't care, I love puddles".
We walked for blocks on dry sidewalks. Then, in an alley, 2 puddles. You should have seen the look on her face! As I watched her jump and splash I shouted "PUDDLES'' and forgot I was sad that summer is over.
I love her attitude. Putting on boots and looking for puddles is fun whether you find them or not! She truly lives in the moment.
What's your inspiring stories about the kids in your life?
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