Window

On Friday I caught Jamison looking out our bedroom window. It was a beautiful time of day. It made me think about what it must be like to be a little child, when everything is so new. What kind of wonder must he feel when he looks out onto such a big world?

But it wasn't the big world he was looking for...

it was his daddy, who was out mowing the lawn.

When I finally pulled the little squirt away from the window, this was the shirt-appropriate look I got:
Every moment is precious...and priceless.