| Written by Ronnie |
"A portrait of all my boys, minus the one in heaven."
Two words: Paper planes.
They are everywhere in our home right now. Last night, I pottered around the house and collected almost a bucketful. (Who would've thought there can be so many ways to fold a plane?) I love how much the boys enjoying playing with them; how something so simple can provide so many hours of fun and entertainment. Sometimes I can't help but envy my boys. Their innocence. Their youthfulness. Their energy. Their commitment to the moment. And, perhaps above all, their single-minded determination to play, to get outside, to ride a bike, to kick a ball around, to fly a paper plane, and to spend time with each other and with us.
I have a lot to learn from my boys, it seems. Not just about paper planes, but about life itself...
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