Donny reminds me every day how amazing our world is. He looks at the sky and birds and new people in a way that makes me remember how extraordinary the ordinary really is. We've taken him on a few walks recently, and he jabbers away at everything while behind him, his parents complain about the heat (okay, that was me) and mundane things. Meanwhile, he sits in his place of honor and waves at passersby and anything that entertains him - sometimes his own hand. I don't look at my hands with wonder very often, or look up at the color of the sky when I'm walking between front door and car. He does every time. Babies are such a reminder that the world is a paradise of simple beauties when all around the business of our days absorb all of our youth.
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