Those fleeting moments are often interrupted by a quick glance out our back window. We have a porch and we have a deck. Both, when toys are not scattered about, have enough room for the kids to run. Our actual yard makes me want to return to my dreams. Our yard is a hill. Not ideal for running and playing ball. Our backyard has weeds and sticks that fell from the trees. Not ideal to run through without any shoes.
But sometimes I catch moments of my kids playing in our yard. Those moments are when I wouldn't trade our yard for the world.
Those sticks that fall can be used as walls for a club house.
Leaves are gathered to be used as camoflage
Trees can be climbed
Doorways to another world can be made
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