If you’re anything like me, you enjoy tweetable moments. They’re the little moments in life that are beautifully captured in a short, memorable sentence or two.
A couple of months ago, we had some friends over to the house. They brought their kids and before long the whole gaggle of children was reporting they had not only found some acorns, but also planted a tree. This of course was done by placing their newfound acorns on a patch of dirt in our backyard. It was pretty adorable to see five mouths racing a hundred miles an hour (all at the same time no less) to explain the wonder of their discovery and project.
If you read Intersections very frequently, you know that I spend a good amount of time reading to my daughter. I recently pointed out the moon in one of the pictures in our book and asked her if she had seen the moon. She closed her eyes and thought for a split second before her eyes lit up as she exclaimed, “There’s one at Pa’s house!”
What comes to mind when I mention the term “junior high students”? For many, it’s 13 year old boys with too much energy and too few showers per week. For others, it’s catty girls who spend too much time trying new makeup ensembles and experimenting with bizarre clothing styles.
Kids long to be like their parents. They mimic every move of Mom and Dad simply because they are Mom and Dad. It’s tremendously beautiful. And, it’s equally terrifying.
In July 2015, we launched Intersections without really knowing what to expect. We experienced tremendous joy in writing, receiving contributions from a litany of guests, positive feedback from several continents, and most of all, engaging friends and acquaintances in significant conversations.
Our family assembled our Christmas tree and erected our Advent decorations this week. It was the first year that our toddler was actually able to contribute to the process. To be honest, this was a part of fatherhood that I had never considered.