Sebastien and Spiders

My third child turned three over the weekend. I love the stage he is in right now. (now that he is potty-trained) He is still a sweet and cuddly mama's boy, but he is learning to be independent. He is the clumsiest child I have ever seen, but every time he trips over his own feet, he gets up again and keeps going with only minimal crying. I hope he never stops talking with the little voice he has right now, because it keeps us in stitches all day. And his goofy faces? We love 'em.





But maybe what I love about him most is his eye for the little things. He is a great noticer of small details that the rest of us don't seem to see, and is always so full of wonder over each little bug and leaf.
He loves to help me pick flowers (my zinnias are still going strong) and he forces me to smell each one as it goes in the vase, even though zinnias don't really smell like anything. As I was arranging a bouquet the other day he kept telling me to look at the pretty spider. I looked, but couldn't see it. He kept talking about it, and I looked everywhere but to no avail. He finally had to touch it to get me to see it- a neon-yellow creature in the neon-yellow center of the flower I was holding.
Some spiders give me the creeps, but this little guy was just so perfectly suited to the home he had chosen that I had to marvel along with my boy and take a few pictures.





Happy Birthday Seb. Keep reminding us of the wonder all around us.