Little routines by little people that mean so much to me for reasons I can’t explain.
/Every morning my son runs down to the hallway from his bedroom to this window at the top of the stairs and takes in the landscape of the day. He looks for sun or rain or on this particular morning – snow.
It’s not much. A simple routine by a two year old boy starting his day. But when I’m able to catch it, I’m so happy that I did.
Last week I caught it forever.