Joy.

So, we got a wooden trolley from a friend in Rajasthan. It arrived in a cardboard box. Immediately, the thermocole and plastic was planned and stored for recycling and the box was used to take a class in drumming.

To me, it was just magical to watch her in her elements, looking at her with amusement and a kind of awe, wondering how much joy may be derived from an empty box and how much I need to learn from a 5yo.