The other night, I went out into the garage in search of something. I didn't find what I was looking for, but I did find this nature journal in a box with a few other things from when I was younger. This journal was dated 1986. Yep, I pressed those flowers with my Mom when I was 2. They're all brown now, but considering how long they've been in there, I think they've held up pretty well!
Today Paisley and I sat on the couch together and looked through the book. She loved looking at the flowers that I'd found when I was a little girl. As we sat there all snuggled up, it occurred to me that you're never too old (or too young), to start a nature journal.
One of the things that I want for my kids is the ability to be thankful for small things. If it doesn't take much to be happy and you can see God's goodness in small stuff, I believe that's setting you up for a lifetime of joy. So, Paisley and I headed out and gathered a few things that spotted her eye.
In these moments, her interest is already sparked and all I have to do is ignite that spark. We can look things up together, as she gets older, this type of thing will help her writing skills and we're spending time together---learning. It blesses me!