As I sit watching Bean play with his trains I sense the joy that comes from such an insignificant thing. His sapphire eyes filled with uncontainable excitement. His silk hair dancing across his small forehead as he crawls around the floor, pushing his trains, bringing them to life in his eyes. His brightly colored cheeks growing pinker and pinker by the moment, as laughter spills from the depths of his tiny being. He clutches a train in his tiny, pudgy hand, and extends it to me to examine what he finds so interesting. I play along so as not to extinguish his passion for them. He is talking constantly, and though I don't know what he says, you can hear the enthusiasm rising in each word. I want to feel this way for the rest of my life, so I take out my camera, press the button, and capture this moment forever.
~Emily
Friday, November 14, 2008
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Wow Emily,
That is wonderfully described. I felt like I was actually there. Good Job!!!!
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