Wishing flowers...

As we walked home from the park, we passed a grassy field brimming with dandelions (or if you're my Lucie, "wishing flowers").  The kids ran through it, grabbing at all the little weeds, all the while planning what they would wish for when they blew the seeds into the gentle wind.  Lucie wished to fly and for an ipad, among other things.  John wouldn't say for fear that his wishes may not come true.  As I looked around at my happy little kids, Lucies crazy hair peeking from her helmet, John's pudgy cheeks (which get less pudgy and more "adult"every day), the warm air on my shoulders, all I wished for was more days like that one.