Seeing things through my daughter's eyes

I'm a sap. I think we have this well-established by now. I proved it, yet again, tonight.

I took Sage to the Glow Parade at Six Flags for the first time. I love parades, and I love to see her experience parades. The Glow parade is really awesome. The lights on the characters make you feel like you are watching something from another world, as they dance in the dark all you see is their outline; it really is something to see. The music, much like the music at Disney, is inspiring, sweet, and emotion-grabbing (even if you don't listen to the words) because of the tone of the voice, the rising and falling of the notes and volume.  The princess (?) at the beginning looks lovely, benevolent, like every little girl's dream. When she waved and winked at my daughter I felt Sage's joy, the feeling of special-ness, her excitement at being singled out.

As character after character walked, rode, or danced by I watched the unfolding - not through my own, experienced, sceptical, 34-year-old eyes - but through my daughter's innocent, delighted, mesmerized, believing eyes. I fell in love with the enchantment and the wonder of watching the lights of not being able to discern between real and fantasy. I believed what I saw was real, and yes, I had my heart skip a beat at the villains. More than anything, though, I felt a swelling of love for my daughter and thankfulness that I had taken the time to share this beautiful moment with her. As she sat in my lap I hugged her as I held back the tears that invariably come when I feel so connected to her. Seeing things through her eyes may not change the way I see them forever, but tonight I just want to hold on to that wonder and excitement...even if for just a little while.

Here's hoping your child shows you a new view of your world!

Emily A. Filmore
blog.withmychildseries.com
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