He sits on my lap, not a care in the world.

Blue eyes sparkling in the warm autumn sun.

Taking a ride he will probably never remember

To a destination he will make countless visits.

He laughs as the wind hits his face and moves through his golden hair

Rambling on about only he knows what.

Cheese covered fingers

Strawberry drink

A magical moment in a mundane day

Captured like a bubble floating in time.

Strawberry icee and cheeto puffs.

Magic in the mundane