Life through the Eyes of a Five Year Old

Both son and mom's pictures...he already has an eye!

Celebrating the beginning of Spring, Benjamin and I went to the Botanical Gardens, after our viewing of the children's musical play Pinocchio.(if you have never seen the musical it is great)  As we entered the gardens Benjamin asked for the camera while voicing, "Oh they are so,so, so  beautiful."  Fifty pictures later he had documented all the beautiful flowers, fountains, and art sculpture through his eyes.  So today we send you a glimpse of our Spring with temptatures in the 80's.

I am painting my toe nails, grabbing my flip flops and breathing in the joy of Spring.
My Simple Pleasure this week....Life through the Eyes of My Five Year Old and Spring.

Spring

by Celia Thaxter

The alder by the river Shakes out her powdery curls; The willow buds in silver For little boys and girls. The little birds fly over And oh, how sweet they sing! To tell the happy children That once again 'tis spring. The gay green grass comes creeping So soft beneath their feet; The frogs begin to ripple A music clear and sweet. And buttercups are coming, And scarlet columbine, And in the sunny meadows The dandelions shine. And just as many daisies As their soft hands can hold The little ones may gather, All fair in white and gold. Here blows the warm red clover, There peeps the violet blue; O happy little children! God made them all for you.