The mornings have not only become interesting but also nostalgic in some ways. Along with the regular morning walkers of all shapes and sizes sometimes there is a random parent accompanied on their walk by their kid. It is a treat watching the communication of the two, parent pointing out various plants, flowers or birds, passing on information or may be telling a story from their own childhood and the child soaking in the information, enjoying the importance and attention showered by the parent, excitedly asking intermittent questions.
My flashback took me years back when my little girl's inquisitiveness kept me blabbering all day. An artist friend of mine, who advised me that this was the time when I should invoke creativeness and appreciation of art and wonders of nature in the little one, was so right. I did reap the benefits of that conscious effort in the later years. I am also acutely aware from my own experience that all the wise words that seem vain when spoken do seep in deep in the mind somewhere and sow a seed. They pop up like a life saver plant with the fruit of advise at crucial needful moments of life.
In this extremely busy thing that life has become these days, such moments spent with the child, without any distraction of technological intervention, are very valuable and indeed blessed!