a baby and a dandelion

Several times a week we walk over to the park to swing, climb and run around. The other day while we were there Little Miss found a dandelion, she loved it. She twirled it in her fingers, pulled off the petals, looked at it from all angles and of course tried to eat it.

She saw something beautiful, wonderful and interesting in something that adults see as a pain, nuisance or something to be looked over. Thanks for the reminder to stop and smell the roses dandelions, kid :) 

xoxo
Ashlea