Taking her stumbling toddler to the local parks, to visit the sights, an ordinary day shared between mother and daughter, that is, filled with, a ton of, imagination here…translated…
My daughter is learning to walk, I'd often, trekked to the local parks with her, there were the roads that split to opposite directions around the lake in the park, and, two rocks fitted for sitting and lying, at the fork. I'd taught her to stretch herself out on the rock, to look up at the sky, to let out that "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!", the joys of relaxation time. Some time later, she'd found, that there was something happening in the skies she was, gazing up to, that, there was, the unpredictable hugs, she would then, lie herself down, and, with her face turned upward, letting the light shine on her, face, and time stood still, stayed, put on that, face—I'd, read her, face, it was the face where the skies, stood, still.
precious time shared by mother and baby...photo from online
"Wow!", my daughter who loved sliding down on the slides on the playground, would often, hollered, and, after the skies stayed on her face, she would, lie on her back, on the back stairs leading up to the slides, lifting her face up. And, as I was invited by her to get down with her, I'd gone next to her, lain myself, down too, looked up, read the colors of the, skies, reading the air, reading the clouds changing shape, some of the lights, inhaled, and, exhaled—with the skies, reading our, expressions, too.
These are, the most special moments that a parent and a young child can, ever, share, just lying on their back, on a patch of grass somewhere, looking up, at the, skies, and letting their imaginations, run wild, see what you can find in the skies…and this interactions between parent and child, will make them, closer to each other, and the parent and child will, stay connected for a long, long time, to come.
