... laundry flapping in the wind on a sunny day.
... smelling the lilacs.
... sitting outside the back of the house, making a mess and fixing the motorcycle in only shorts.
... watching and hearing the cows on the hill behind the house.
... riding your BMX to and from school when you are 11 almost 12.
... filling the table outside with BBQ goodies just dying to sit down and dig in.
... watching my girl and her best friend playing with Pet Shops for hours outside.
... photo bombing Mama's photos when you are 8 almost 9.
Happiness is when the sun comes out for real for the first time after a long, wet and cold winter. When shoes and socks are taken off and you wiggle your pale toes in the soft green grass. When the sun is so strong and hot, you wish the local outdoor pool was open but it isn't. Last weekend was magical. I wish for many more just like that.