Seeking Something New

I introduced Eve to outside today. She fell in love. She found sticks and leaves and rocks and held them up dramatically like she’d just found diamonds and rubies.

I’m always giddy to introduce my girls to a new experience—a new taste or a new smell, a new temperature even. I love watching them interact with something completely unfamilar. I love the joy that creeps across their faces, ultimately spilling out of their wide grins.

Doing something or seeing something or feeling something for the first time is magical.

I feel like I need to engineer a little newness into my life—plan for brand-spanking-new experiences. When we’re young they come frequently and planning for them seems…. so not spontaneous. As we get older, they’re more rare. So searching for them doesn’t seem to me like cheating. It seems wise.