“When we are very young children we don’t need fairy tales: we only need tales. Mere life is interesting enough. A child of seven is excited by being told that Tommy opened a door and saw a dragon. But a child of three is exicted by being told that Tommy opened a door.
Boys like romantic tales; but babies like realistic tales — because they find them romantic. . . . This proves that even nursery tales only echo an almost pre-natal leap of interest and amazement.
These tales say that apples are golden only to refresh the forgotten moment when we found that they were green. They make rivers run with wine only to make us remember, for one wild moment, that they run with water.” G.K. Chesterton, Orthodoxy
I read this quote yesterday and it resonated loudly. Perhaps its because I have a two year old that constantly finds complete delight in the most simple things – like seeing the moon, or the “pink and yeyyow” sunset. Watching my son get so excited over things I have long since lost my wonder over (snow, cups of tea, etc.), brings me back to simple joys and captures my heart.
Let me never lose my wonder.
the sun rising over our neighborhood yesterday morning