These little dreamers of mine are overjoyed and entertained by simple things like bubbles,
and zoo trips, and sidewalk chalk, and train rides. 
Their faces light up and their eyes twinkle when we go to "Downtown Cowtown".  They jump up and down at the mention of lunch with friends. 
They squeal with delight about ice cream cones. 
I've often thought it would be nice to have that passion, zeal for life, and exuberance. 
Lately it seems I've caught the bug a little.  Something seems to have clicked and my heart is happier and more alive than it's been in a while.  It kind of feels like my focus is switching from the nice little picture I was looking at to a huge window of possibilities. 
And I kind of feel like jumping up and down and squealing with delight. 


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