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There’s a joyful jealousy particular to watching my kids enjoy the moments of the days. It’s the crooked smile and silly eyes on their goofy little faces that tell of their little worlds of fun and delight. They’re intoxicated with the indefatigable spirit of adventure and novelty as they run through the trails, dodging amongst the trees like wood nymphs and peering into critter holes as giants. It’s a magical world.