The other day I watched my children as I folded clothes. They were playing on the back porch when my three year old sprayed some water against the patio concrete.
Five year old Matthew studied the mark and then announced, rather gleefully, that it was a rocket ship. He instructed his brothers to come look and I watched out the window with a smile on my face.
To Matthew, a water stain became a roaring rocket ship.
It reminded me of a few weeks ago when I was driving and spotted a man in a parking lot hoisting a dead body into the trunk of his car. No kidding, (well, actually I am kidding... but for a moment it seemed real).
Like Matthew, I see stuff. Do you?