Children, however, have a knack for seeing amusement park rides in the most mundane of things. To them, a wheelbarrow is a grand joyride if only an adult were to make it so.
I, of course, am a willing cog in their grand inventive schemes. Well, that and I do find pleasure in anything that keeps them both in one spot at the very same time. And so, with a two simple pleas (pleading, nagging, PLEASE MOMMY!), we put gardening spades aside and took a ride around the yard, pausing only to photograph the moment:

3 comments:
Hey Sandy, I am here via Michele's today but I still just LOVE your writing -- and love the world through your children's eyes -- I want to ride a wheelbarrow now :)
I next! That is so cute.
I remember how much fun it was to ride in a wheelbarrow or work wagon when Dad should have been working. He was a big kid and loved to play with us!
Thanks for visiting my blog via Michele. I had visited yours before; love your writing!
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