today

This afternoon I was invited to play dollhouse and instead of saying, "in just a minute" or "let me finish folding these towels first," I choose to say yes.

For thirty minutes I forgot that I was 30. Instead, I got to be 3 again and enter into their little world.

It was lovely.

And what a little, little world it is. We are into all things miniscule right now. The smaller the better. Little dolls, tiny furniture, and even little craft pom poms.

Caroline has become quite attached to this purple pom pom she found in some left over school supplies and has affectionately named him, ball-ie, bally, balley

Maybe we'll just go with Ball. E.

It is quite hilarious and she takes it everywhere, even sleeps with it at night (much to my chagrin) Do you even know how hard it is to find good old Ball.E. when he gets lost in the covers at 2 a.m. and we can't go back to sleep without him???)

Do you spy him in the tea party above? (sitting in the blue round chair with his sister, Baby Gigi). I kid you not, I couldn't make this stuff up.

;)

But it was fun and my towels didn't run away while I was playing. In fact they were right there waiting to be folded when I got back to my chores.

Blessed be childhood, which brings down something of heaven into the midst of our rough earthliness.

Henri Amiel