Magical

 A few years ago, I was driving John Boy (yes, I call him that and no, he doesn't mind) to an appointment. As we were passing a park, he pointed out the fall leaves. 

"They look magical." he said. After a moment of silence, he added, "That's what you always did. You made things magical."

Taken aback, I didn't have a response. He went on to say that I had always done special things when the seasons changed. Well, my memory must be getting foggy! I do remember a few things, but certainly not for each season. 

John did, though. He insisted he remembered me including "magical" things in our lessons, crafts, cooking, and decorating.

That conversation in the car was one of the things that made me want to start writing a book about my traditions. But even if that book never gets written, John describing childhood memories as "magical" will forever make this mama's heart happy!