It’s a beautiful thing to see a young boy in his natural habitat.
To see him work— as an intent as any grown man— towards a purpose he has designed himself.
To watch him set out on the grand adventure he has conceived from the seeds of something that has fueled his imagination.
To know that he has battled his enemy, summoning every ounce of courage his brave little heart holds.
To see his satisfaction at having kept the whole of his world safe for one more sunny, free afternoon.
It’s a beautiful thing to have a little boy in your life.