Magical moment memories. Everyone has these. The funny thing about them is that there is often nothing particularly spectacular about the moment. Just a random snippet of a random day. An image perhaps. Or a scene.
For some reason, this memory is so vivid that is stands out from all the other memories. And that is what makes it magical.
I have these from my childhood. One is about sitting on the grass eating strawberry ice cream. Ordinary. Yet, magical.
I occasionally wonder what magical moment memories my own children will have. But there is no way to predict this.
I also have a few memories that glimmer and shimmer from early parenting.
This is one of them. No words, just images…
(This was from Crappy Boy's babyhood, thus, no curl on his head.)
What is the first "magical moment memory" that comes to mind when you think of being a parent?