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Through The Eyes of a Toddler

Have you ever watched your kid as they saw new things? I mean really watched them? I love watching Lil Man's face as he experiences new things. Today we went to Target, and after putting all of the items in the car, I decided instead of driving across the shopping center parking lot, that we'd walk the side walk. It was a fairly long walk for a toddler, but I thought Lil Man might enjoy it. So off we went. He was mesmerized by the cars, the people, and the store fronts. The things that I take for granted and don't really 'see' anymore, he was looking at everything with such awe and amazement. He noticed the flowers outside the grocery store. He noticed the writing on the windows. He stopped to look at the displays. How many times in our life do we just keep walking, our purpose is to get from point A to point B, and never really see what's around us?

Had I been walking alone today, I would have briskly walked across the parking lot, finished my errand and briskly walked back. It would have taken far less time that what it did today. But instead, I slowed down. I took a leisure stroll with my son, and I saw through his eyes our surroundings.

I knew that becoming a Mom would change my life. But I have to admit, I had no idea how much I would learn about life by being a mother.

Slow down. Take time to experience the very moment that you are living.

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  1. They are also the perfect height and are so in tuned to the world around them. I agree toddlers can teach everyone a lesson, slow down and smell the roses occasionally.

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  2. It's so cool that you wrote this! I just wrote a post similar to this.

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