A dandelion, when we are all children we believe they are beautiful flowers, you know the one’s that adults don’t get angry about us picking. But once you get older you realize there just weeds, there much hated by many gardeners, and home owners, and means hours of picking out these weeds, or just letting them overtake your lawn.
Yesterday though I saw dandelions through my daughters eyes. Lily, Myself, grandma and grampa, and aunt Sarah all gathered together outside watching Lily play in the grass and dandelions for the first time.
She loved it, she was excited from the beginning and loved ripping out the dandelions, she only tried eating a few of them, which is to be expected from a baby.
I loved watching my daughter become just so fascinated, my daughter is one that loves the camera, that crawls towards it and gives big smiles, but yesterday she only did that for a few photos, she was so curious and so amused by the dandelions. I was captivated by her, she had her serious thinking expression on, and she wasn’t just all excited about the grass and dandelions she wanted to feel them and understand them it seemed like.
She didn’t do much crawling, she didn’t like the feel of it on her knees, and because the grass hadn’t been mowed in a little while the grass kept hitting her in the face which she did not like.
It is a great experience to see my daughter outside though, I love watching her interact with nature and seeing all these new, beautiful things and I love being able to watch her as she tries to figure things out and lets her curiosity out.