Here forthwith are your responses to the
simple, magical things that make you smile.
A simple magical thing that makes me smile
every day is the smell of the outdoors.
This is really silly, but every time my beau
calls me by my pet name it makes me smile. It’s a word that he made up, and
when he says it in his French accent, I giggle every time.
Dinner together as a family.
Waking up and seeing my wife sleeping next to
me.
My kids laughing together.
The smell of fresh morning air.
Watching someone trip and fall, slip on ice,
or miss a chair as they sit down.
The sound of my grandson’s laughter.
Watching my daughter discover something new
for the first time. Her naivety reminds me that we were all once so innocent
and pure.
Being at the family farm, staring out onto
the prairie. Sometimes it’s nice to feel, see and experience the grandeur of
the world.
A hug or a kiss from my little people.
Walking into Starbucks – the smell of a good,
strong coffee!
The sounds and the hilarious subject content
of my young daughters being deep in conversation with each other.
The random chatter of my 3-year old daughter
and her lack of volume control.
Puppy cuddles.
A baby’s laughter.
Music.
Driving my scooter.
When I think about our childhood trips to Disneyland.
A dog running excitedly, as fast as he can to
get to you.
Newborn babies…human or animal. Life is
magical.
Unexpected kindness.
Hearing my daughter sing…her voice brings on
the happy tears.
Hearing my husband laugh.
The smell of freshly mowed grass, and
watching and smelling a harvest scene.
Old songs from the 70s that remind me of
being a child growing up and playing outside. Music was in my house ALL the
time. While we played outside, my parents would play music in the house and it
would flow out into the street. Paul McCartney and the Wings fill a small void
in my heart for warmth and comfort of what home feels like. I love that
feeling!
Jumping into a lake or pool. It’s like my
problems disappear and nothing can get me. It just makes my whole entire body
feel calm. If I could live under water, I would!
Hugs and snuggles from my boys!
I am ecstatic every year when I see my first
perennial poking up through the dirt in the spring. New life…and it lived
through our Prairie winter! Amazing.
A cold beer after manual labour.
Well my first one would be seeing my kids
eyes light up as they race to give me hugs when I pick them up from daycare.
But another magical thing for me is walking up early on a warm summer day, and
going out on the deck at the cottage…feeling the sun beat down and watching the
hills and trees reflect off the calm and crystal clear lake. We are so busy in
life that these moments of just taking it all in are important to me.
Hearing: “I yaaaa you, Mom!” Translation: “I
love you, Mom!”
Looking at my children while they’re
sleeping.
Hugs from my grandchildren.
Hearing my dinner party guests chatter away
and laugh a lot!
Petrichor. This makes me smile, and so does
having a word for it.
I love those times when you wake up in the
morning and as you’re getting your bearings straight, you realize that today is
going to be great. You remember that you’re on vacation, or that you’re out at
the lake and you can smell the fresh air (and likely see all the empty wine bottles
littered nearby).
I smile, involuntarily, once I get back up to
speed after I’ve tightened my rollerblades. No kidding. I also smile whenever I
send an email.
The smell of a horse. Pure, simple, natural.
When my kids or spouse smile, it gets me every
time.
The solitude of the forest.
Hugs. From anyone. The world needs more hugs.
Looking at the sky. Whether it’s a sunrise,
sunset, storm clouds, rainbows, sun dogs, open blue skies or puffy clouds…the
sky always amazes me.
The sound of opening a beer can.
The sounds of brothers and sisters laughing
and being goofy…it reminds me of my own childhood.
The smell of the soil the first time we tip
it over in the spring. That is the essence of life.
How excited our grandchildren are when they
come up to our door. They are all still full of hugs and kisses, and are
excited to see us. The little one is just squirming to get up the steps and
into the house.
Anyone of any age, laughing with their entire
body and soul. The kind where they are out of control and are completely
letting everything loose, including but not limited to bodily fluids, muscle
control, and anything else on their mind. That’s why we enjoy the sound of
children laughing, because kids don’t hold themselves back - they don’t know
how to pretend yet. If it’s funny, it’s funny.
When I smile at someone and they smile back.
When my favourite song is on the radio.
Summer. It is a magical time when mom doesn’t
work, dad takes 4 weeks off and we get out of town. No schedules or meetings or
hockey practice. NO RUSHING!
Smelling the salty air near the ocean. The
ocean is my happy place.
Butterflies in my stomach! After a few years
of marriage (not that I think that’s long), I am still head over heels in love
with my man.
Watching my kids make snow angels.
When I tell my son that one day he will be
too big and he won’t want to give me hugs anymore, having him say that he will
NEVER stop hugging me.
Seeing a little kid’s face after they bite
into a lemon slice.
When a baby wraps their hand around your
finger…that, and their amazing baby smell.
Roller coaster photos depicting sheer terror on the faces of small children...yes, these bring a smile to my face every single time.
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