The View from my Bedroom Window and a 5-Year Old's Question.

"Mommy,

Are you old?"

Levi's inquiring mind wanted to know.

"Why are you asking me that, Levi?"

I turn to look at him.

 "Because Violet said you are old,"

He responded while picking at his toes.

 "Well, what does Violet know?"  I smiled.

"What do you think is 'old', Levi?"

 "Old is 100 years old...

 ...and it's all gray hair," 

his answer while still fooling with his toes.

"Am I 100 years old

and is my hair all gray?"

I pose in front of him,

 mustering up my youngest expression possible. 

"No, I guess you aren't,"

he answers while relinquishing his toenails

to peer at me with a sideways tilt of the head.

Happy Monday, everyone.

Embrace today...

and all of its finer moments.

(Note to self: dye hair this afternoon).

"This is the day which the LORD hath made;

we will rejoice and be glad in it."

 Psalm 118:24

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