This morning, the filtered sun highlighted my deeply abiding love for the tiny prince. I hoisted him, higher than usual, and immediately was gifted with the most disarming perspective shift. Perched on his throne – delicious, countless circles. Soft bubblegum with a rosy glow, and eyes beaming as he tilted his head up to look even higher in that perfect light. His hair all soft edges and copper. Wise innocence with a knowing smile. Three dimensional joy and promise.