Joy

The other night Sophia was excited about something (probably going out for ice cream). I can't remember what it was. What I remember was as soon as soon as I told her I see a strange movement out of the corner of my eye. She was sort of leaping, jumping, I am not quite sure what. Then she stops and says to me, "Wow, Mom, did you see that?!" "What?" I said. She responded, "I was flying with joy!"
I don't think that her movements were voluntary. She was just so filled with excitement and joy that it just came out.
Oh, how I wish that we all were so uninhibited that we could fly with joy.