Shadow Magic

At the front of our house gleams a big picture window (circa 1966, oh yeah) that spills glorious morning sunlight into our empty living room.

The kids love watching their shadows.

"My shadow is bigger than your shadow!" is a common boast.

"My shadow is the coooooooolest!" is another.

And then, suddenly, the shadow dancing competition begins.

Form is important.

Grace, well, no one cares much about that.

Acrobatics,

Flexibility,

Alignment,

Strength. . .

You might say we have our own mini-olympic event. Ten points! I shout, to the kids' great pride.

And then we start the magic all over again.