Me – “What’s it like being seven?”
Her – “Fun. Happy. Exciting.”
Me – “I thought so.”
Of course, she’s been saying that about life for as long as I can remember.
That being said, I think seven is a special year in one’s life. You’re in your innocence in so many ways, still, but you have such an expanded sense of yourself and the world. The world is rich and alive with possibility.
I fully intend for this to be a magical year for her.
