We’re on our way to a weekend family reunion in Virginia when, yes, that diet cola kicks in and the words “Rest Stop” become magical. We pull over along the West Virginia Turnpike so I can zip in to the women’s room. What I spy there almost (almost!) makes me forget what I came in for.
There on the wall by the sinks with their typically placed soap dispensers is one hanging about waist height … and it’s absolutely awesome! Colorful, bright, just for kids (and a few adults, like me!) I have to bend down to stick my hand underneath, sure I am capturing some special kid-only soap. It’s magical. I laugh out loud, whip out my phone, and snap a photo. The folks coming in the door sidle away, but what do I care? They’re grown ups … big people. Not kids. A flash of sympathy sweeps through me, and I fling a wish into the stratosphere: that they may experience for themselves — and soon — the excitement of discovering delight in little things. Grateful that I still do.
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I love it! What a creative (and fun) way to get kids to wash those paws.