After giving this two word prompt a lot of thought, I have to say that everyday magic was possible when I lived in Colorado. My daughter and grandchildren lived about two minutes away in a small town. I often had the company of then, the youngest child, the one I picture here sometimes. She was a blessing to our family for many reasons and still is.
Almost every day she would visit and we would dance to ballet or rock music, pop corn and watch Barbie or Veggie Tales movies, fix snacks-our favorite was rice pudding cups, take walks, paint, draw, and most of all laugh, and having a “love fest”. This to me, interacting with my sweeties, is everyday magic. When you’re the parent it’s sometimes hard to realize it at the time, but as a grandparent, it’s the best!