Trees.

Trees are pretty awesome.  I don’t think adults realize this often enough.

Whenever Babs and I go for a walk, she can stare at the trees for hours.  Adults are usually pretty rushed, and don’t have a chance to take in the beauty of trees.

Yesterday I tried.

Babs has a favorite corner of our condo, where she will sit down, and look out our big window at the trees.

Yesterday, I sat down there and just starting staring at the trees, while listening to the breeze.  Babs joined me within minutes, and rested on my chest.

We both sat there for about ten minutes looking up, pointing, and saying “trees.”

I can say the word “tree” without a problem.

Babs says, “wees.”

It works.

Best ten minutes of the week so far.