Florence, Day 49
March 18th, 2012The little one who never sits still- she must explore every inch of her world with fury. But this day, she sat on the steps of Santa Croce with me and watched the world go by. Such a special little moment.
“chillaxin”
Julia’s favorite place in all of Florence.
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Lake, age 7
March 15th, 2012Lake is, without a doubt, the most beautiful and delightful child I have ever had the pleasure of knowing.
He is this wild/free, yet so very intelligent boy and his presence just makes my heart swell.
The way his grubby little hand pushes back his loopy, twisty dreadlocks from his face.
The way he walks with fists jammed into pockets.. Doddling behind us and exploring the world along the way - his father never yelling at him to “hurry up”.
His parents waited to take him to school until he said he wanted to learn. Then it was a Waldorf school where he felt he was treated as a baby. Lake asked to go to the French-Italian school because he wanted to learn about words.
Guiding this child, letting him learn what interests him. Never forcing conventional ways/education on him.
Nurturing his spirit. Letting him choose his own path.
Simply beautiful.
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