on childhood and home

i have spent the last week with my 2 year old grandchild. it has been so amazing to watch her and how she experiences the world. everything is so very immediate...her joys, her sorrows. i am constantly reminded of the work of Paul Klee and Joan Miro... and of course, a quote by Pablo Picasso...

“Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.”

Last Night ~ Crown Fountain @ Millenium Park, Chicago, the most magical place to be in Chicago on a warm summer night © Jane Fulton Alt

there is something so fresh, innocent, pure, and exquisite about childhood. and then i think about how my children talk of returning home. what is it, exactly, that they (or we for that matter) long to return to?
what is home? one's family of origin? the house where one grew up? is it about place or about a state of being? just wondering....

anyway, if you have an opportunity to be around a "little" one, it is a real privilege.