There is a place

“There is a place where you can go, where everything is–”

“Is what?” Dallas said.

“–where everything is magic,” the bird said. (from Ruby Holler by Sharon Creech)

Lovely little book. It will make you want to use the word “putrid” in everyday conversation, make up recipes to solve daily problems, and run through the trees making noise. I highly recommend it.

And I recommend looking at your home in a new way. Look at it through the eyes of a child. Jon and I live in a fairly small rent house owned by his parents. We have two bedrooms and one bathroom. If I’m looking at it only through my own eyes, I see carpet that needs replacing, walls that are too white, furniture stained with crayon marks, and a mess that never seems to be finally picked up. But if I look at it through Benjamin’s eyes, it is a wonderland of adventures and hidey-holes, climb-able terrain, endless buttons to push, a whole world to discover. A place where he does most of his adventuring and all of his snuggling, eating, and dreaming. A place where everything is magic. Home.