With The Sun on My Face and the Wind in my Hair…
It’s getting warmer out, and as much as I love the snow and the cold, I also love the feel of warmth on my face and I love being outside without being all bundled up. There is something about the sunshine that makes you happier than you ever remember being. It has been so cold for so long that I didn’t remember how good the warm sun felt on your face. After all, for me it was ages and ages ago since I don’t have that much life to go by quite yet.
Mama and Daddy like to stay active and to move around a lot, and they tell me that it is the healthiest way to be. They really like to get on the wheel things that they call bicycles. I have a little one of those too, but my legs are too short and I can’t figure out how to make the pedals go in circles yet, so I am not ready. Even when I get bigger and when I learn, I guess it will be like everything else– I will be slow at first and will get faster. Mama and Daddy, though, they have been on bikes for ages, since they were little bitty, and they are fast. There is no way I’ll be able to keep up with them for a long time.
They still want to bike, though, and so they got me a little carrier machine that goes on the back of the bike that I can sit in, get strapped up, and go. Mama says she doesn’t trust herself, so she has Daddy be the one to take me on the back of the bike he is on. We go gently and Daddy doesn’t go too fast so that I’ll stay safe, and it is so fun to feel so, so free. I laugh and sing in my little seat on the big bike, and Daddy and Mama talk to me and laugh with me, too.
There is just something about being outside. Feeling the sun on my face and the wind taking my hair all over the place as we go– it makes me so, so happy. Mama tells me that it is the little things, the simple things, that makes us happiest. I believe her because being outside is a simple thing to do, but I am at my happiest when I am around the birds and the trees and the fresh air. Nature, as Daddy tells me, is what we are part of and it is part of us. That is where we really belong, he says, but things that we have to do keep us inside even when it is beautiful outdoors. Maybe we all need to figure that one out, because I don’t want to stay all cooped up when it is so pretty out. I want to be outside and free, with the wind in my hair. I want to go. I want to go and go and go and stay with the birds and the squirrels and the trees. That, I know, is where peace and happy live.