Squat.

I eye a dad with his little daughter across the lawn as I sip my tea at the Mount Nelson hotel. He is likely a bank executive or businessman, someone of power. His toddler rolls her little ball and he can’t help but squat to see what she sees. Joy draws him down to her level.

I love how kids beckon you to change perspective, to see the ordinary anew, to become lost in wonder, even if only for a moment.

Squat. What a beautiful act of love.

Can’t resist the question: Currently, who has you bending low or standing tall to see anew?