Awhile back our former door man, Van, gave Jack his "flashlight." Come to find out it was a laser pointer and could be harmful to your eyes if you look directly at it. We all know a 2 year old doesn't understand "don't shine that on your face." So I hid it and Jack never mentioned it again. That laser light resurfaced while we were unpacking. I almost threw it away, but held onto it just in case we ever wanted it.
Fast forward to tonight. I promised Jack earlier this evening that we would hang out on the balcony after Lillie and Elliott went to bed. We were out there, the three of us, talking and noticed a few cats wandering around the courtyard below. I had the idea to get the laser pointer out and see if we stir the cats up any. We did! Soon 5 cats were in the courtyard. Only 2 or 3 were interested in the lights, but Freddy and I were as entertained as Jack was. Jack loves cats. Freddy and I don't! He thought it was so great that there were a few we could watch tonight. I have a feeling they are regulars.
Sometimes it's the simple things that create fun memories.