Do you remember what it felt like as a child to find wonder in even the most commonplace things? How no matter how many doors you had to open on your Advent calendar, every day was as exciting as the last? How finding the minute differences between your Christmas tree, and your grandparents’ tree, and your best friend’s tree, was a study worthy of great introspection? Do you remember that amazing joy in all things wondrous and magical, and how you just believed?
Yeah, I don’t remember either. But having children has reminded me.