22 Days until Thanksgiving. And today I am thankful for magic. Not card trick/disappearing act/illusionist magic or voo-doo/witches/wizard magic. But the magic of childhood.

Magic that turns weeds into wishing wands.
Fireflies into fairies.
Dollies into best friends.
Brooms into noble steeds.
Blankets into princess capes.
Cardboard boxes into castles.
Puddles and closets into magical portals to another world.
Swings into spaceships.
Playgrounds into pirate ships.
Daddy's into super-heroes.
And Mama kisses into the worlds strongest medicine.