As we age, I suspect, there are fewer and fewer of those experiences. Sometimes, we forget what it is like.
That's what is so great about watching kids grow up.
They experience countless first every single day...of all kinds.
Sometimes, they get lost in the hustle and bustle. Sometimes, you recognize it after the fact. Sometimes, during the fact.
Today's three (at least that I recognized)
- Gianni eating raspberries for the first time
- ...and eating fish sticks for the first time
- Paco learning how to swing a baseball bat (and making four hits!)