It invigorates me, fills me with hope, inspires and awes, and I am often overcome with gratitude to my Creator.
This is what I want for my kids --to be constantly filled with wonder. To learn to respect and appreciate the world around them.
I want them to recognize God's love for them and see His power and majesty. It's in the details.
However, I also have to remember as they explore this world around them, that boys will be boys --and even if I tell them not to (especially if I tell them not to), they're going to touch it.
Ick. What can I do?
The baby appreciates nature in his own way (don't worry I washed it first). This is why he's usually a just a spectator.
For now anyways.
3 comments:
Ack! What is that? A dead ... something? Ew. But I liked the other pretty pictures. :)
Yeah, sorry. I think they're voles. Even after multiple warnings, I found the kids swinging them around by their tails. Ack! We washed hands for 10 minutes straight. The only way to keep the kids away was to dispose of them (--the voles. not the kids).
Maybe I should change this post so there's only pretty pictures, but I guess you have to accept the fact that not all of nature is pretty, and you have to take the good with the bad. I guess that's the point I was getting at.
Hahaha, great pictures.
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