I watched my kids get face painted the other day.

Nice butterfly! Oh, a heart!

And then, when I turned my head, first a clown face, then socks and mittens, then strange arm and leg hieroglyphics.

Final result? A new body of paint. Watching the process of more, of extra, of what if…and why not…marvellous. It all came off in the shower, eventually.

My children remind me again, over and over, what it is to be in the moment, learning, moving forward. Thanks, m’dahlings.

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