She splashed around the pool, princess kickboard in hand, two plastic mermaid dolls perched on top.
I watched, smiling, as her three-year-old imagination took off, and soon she and her friends were sailing away for the adventure of a lifetime. Yes, my toddler hasn’t yet figured out that mermaids can’t survive on a boat.
Ssshhh…don’t tell her.
A few minutes into the dialogue — the part that goes beyond her usual, tell-me-about-your-day — she delves into the dreams.
Let’s all sail around the world together! It will be an adventure!
And I continued to watch with what was probably the goofiest smile ever plastered on my face.
Her three-year-old dreams…they were So. Big.
Yet, in her mind, the So. Big. translated to the Completely. Possible.
Oh, the lessons I can take away from an afternoon spent in the pool with my sweet daughter. She was convinced at the time that she could sail the world with those two mermaids if she wanted, and nothing would stand in their way.
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A dreamer too, I was so like my daughter as a child.
I’ve had dreams brewing in my heart for as long as I can remember … ones that reached oceans beyond my small town. And, in my young mind, there was no reason they wouldn’t happen…
Today I’m over at God-sized Dreams, sharing a piece of my dreaming journey. Join me, won’t you?
photo credit: Nicolas Raymond
May your daughter and you always dream big dreams and know that God can indeed work with that size
Nothing is too big of a job with our God!
Oh, thank you for your sweet words, Katie. (((hugs)))