I Hear It

Every once in a while, my two year old nephew would put his hand to his ear and say,"I hear it."

There was one day I didn't know what he was talking about.  He looked up into the sky, amazed.  I realized he had heard a plane I didn't hear or rather, I heard it, but didn't pay attention to it because they are so common place.

And the birds. I realized he heard the birds outside my apartment. The ones I stopped listening to years ago but, for a two year old, everything is new and awesome.

I need to take a moment to rediscover our world, so I can say, "I hear it."