tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8793430820440200483.post1455106729594321883..comments2023-05-22T04:39:39.249-08:00Comments on Alaskim | Surviving Wildlife, Wildflowers & Wild-Haired Children: MesmerizedAlaskimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02275423829064659939noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8793430820440200483.post-33873519275329944922009-12-14T21:49:23.427-09:002009-12-14T21:49:23.427-09:00Oh so sweet, through our children's eyes. I mi...Oh so sweet, through our children's eyes. I miss those little gasps of delight. Mine find delight in baking though..so I'm lucky! :)glitzenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07408489334020626681noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8793430820440200483.post-2659159954569258402009-12-09T13:03:28.467-09:002009-12-09T13:03:28.467-09:00You are so right. One lesson I've never forgo...You are so right. One lesson I've never forgotten:<br /><br />One winter about 14 years ago, we were coming home late, tired and cranky. All I wanted to do was GET INSIDE, and 4yo Sarah was making her way very slowly across the snowy yard. I wanted to scold and hurry her along, when she stopped me cold (literally) by saying, "Mommy, look at the sparkles!"<br /><br />The moonlight had turned the pristine expanse of snow between us and the house into a field of diamonds. It was breathtaking, but I hadn't noticed it in years, and I wasn't going to give it a second glance, until she made me stop and take another look.Michelehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05232959780252957706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8793430820440200483.post-61552823376397966442009-12-09T12:11:05.134-09:002009-12-09T12:11:05.134-09:00There's nothing like Christmas through a child...There's nothing like Christmas through a child's eyes.Stephanie Farishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10461865229341760836noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8793430820440200483.post-66387341843578106392009-12-09T11:29:14.524-09:002009-12-09T11:29:14.524-09:00Even better is the spastic blinking angel on top o...Even better is the spastic blinking angel on top of Grandma's tree. I saw no value in that for many years. Now it's a treasure!Joey Lynn Rescinitihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06219074986338894660noreply@blogger.com