I remember watching baby Vianney come back from getting the mail once. She was toddling along and mouthing over and over again "Baby." She was just starting to talk and I could see her from the window saying it over and over again. Her big eyes were bursting with excitement and a look that said, "I need to show Mama." In her little fat hand was a picture of a baby crawling on fresh carpet advertising this new company's carpet cleaning services. It touched my heart so much how excited she was to show me the baby. I kept that postcard as those moments make me tear up when thinking about how innocent children are. Her little feet were going so fast. She was on a mission to show me.
On this particular day, the shrieking and excitement reached new levels. I mean over the years I've heard some pretty good shrieks. American Girl magazine and LEGO magazine have the same affect Christmas morning offers. They cut each girl out of the American Girl catalog and play paper dolls for DAYS, maybe even weeks. It lasts FOREVER and is intense.
I was nursing Lourdes on the opposing couch and was dying at their audible gasps at the turn of each page. We received in the mail a copy of Chasing Fireflies magazine. I've never heard of it, but the costumes were like nothing I've ever seen. Let the dreaming begin. I am sure the neighbors heard the commotion as each page offered hours of plays and productions. It was sweet to watch. I love letting them dream.