The other night we went for a walk around our block. It’s always fun to watch Fritz because he just has an incredibly obvious love of being alive. He reminds you just what is important.
At the end of our block there was a townhouse with their main door open. Behind the storm door was a cute little dog barking at us. Fritz stopped at the end of their walkway and started talking to the dog in a mix of words, babbles, and “woofs.” A little bit later Fritz stooped down to talk to a little bee as it buzzed from flower to flower.
It’s the little things I’d never notice or care about if it wasn’t for the toddler pointing them out that make life really fun.