We had the best time tonight after dinner on the patio, running about with my son (and running the daughter with us), chasing fireflies. O has actually gotten the hang of catching them gently, watching them, and releasing them to see them light up as they fly away.
C and I often followed them about our yard, even before we had kids. There's something so charming about them. Is there a human on earth that doesn't enjoy them?
It was just one of those times that was perfect, in parenting-land.
Go find some fireflies this summer.