Remember when?

It is strange to think about, but I remember when the dining room table was a log cabin in the middle of the forest. I remember when the best forts were made of couch cushions and blankets. I remember when snow was really ice cream and I could build my own city (to live in by myself) out of Marble Works, Legos, Lincoln Logs and Tinker Toys. During these snowy days, I have been paying close attention to my babies and their AMAZING imaginations. Maybe it runs in their blood. Maybe it is a coincidence. But they play a lot of the same things that I did when I was young. Yesterday I got down on the floor with Joseph, in his aircraft carrier under the table, and allowed myself to be swept away. It was delicious! There were trains on his aircraft carrier. And SANTA CLAUS!!!! Oh, and some planes...but only because it wouldn't have been an aircraft carrier without them.

I have to appreciate every, single moment. Someday my floor will be uncluttered. I won't be the giant who endangers innocent trains when I walk by. I won't be the Abominable Snow Monster in the North Pole. This is a reminder to myself to slow down, get down on the floor, and lower down my expectations...life is complicated enough.