In a world where all is right…

Slightly more amusing…. there is a tree comprised mainly of thorns just to the right of the photo that I’m sure was meant to be symbolic. This was where our party split, after the obligatory shot of the kids in the entrance…

After watching the wife and kids disappear into the depths of the cave, my thoughts turned immediately to the air conditioned refreshment stand that was no doubt just a bit of a walk away. Until, that is, Liam grabbed my hand…
I looked down at my little buddy, half curious about the hand grab (he’s at that ‘big boy’ stage where he doesn’t need to hold on to anyone’s hand) and looked into an expression of speechless amazement. Like most three year olds, Liam never really shuts up… but all that was coming from him was whispers of “Daddy” as his eyes grew bigger and bigger looking past me. “It’s magic, Daddy. My Castle.”
I turned, not quite sure what to expect, and saw…




What, to a three year old, truly was a magical place. If you looked at through his eyes, this was every bit of a magical kingdom. What a few moments prior would have been a mundane collection of plants, rocks, and crucifixes was transformed for me into a place where fauns, wizards, and unicorns might walk. For the next two hours, we adventured, we played, we explored. The two older kids took us through the cave, which I discovered was a quarter of a mile of tunnels winding through a hillside.

We battled trolls and dragons. We rescued Princess EiLynn (my daughter) again and again. Sir William valiantly slew the evil monster Dad. For one enchanting afternoon, we lived in a world where the only limits were those of our imaginations. How often in life do we get an opportunity like that? To not be a grown up, to not be ruled, even if for just a bit, by the conventions of everyday life?
My children took me back this afternoon, to a time of purity and naivety. A gift they may only understand years from now, when the circle moves and their children bestow it upon them. But today was every bit as magical for them as it was for me. We all have days we look back on years later…. today was one of those days. And it started by seeing through the eyes of a three year old.

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