What guides us is children's response, their joy in learning to dance, to sing, to live together. It should be a guide to the whole world.
More precisely, I love when William comes to me with a bottle of them and says "Bubbles!!" with all of the enthusiasm in his little body. And the squeals of delight when one pops on his nose or he manages to get one with his big toe. That he seems to be discovering them for the first time every time I blow on that wand. The way that the girls on the church nursery twirl around in delight under bubble showers.
I love the way the light reflects off of them, like little rainbows, and the miracle of little fragile balls that float to the heavens and then *pop!* at that perfect moment. How wonderful that something so simple could cause such joy!
I'm all geeked up! As you know, I wrote (and have written) about my joy in receiving "The Knitter's Book of Yarn" for Christmas. Well, imagine my joy when Clara Parkes left a comment on my post! I am in total yarny geekland! Thanks, Clara!