Your first memory of magic?

Kris at pretty all true, who is amazing by the way, wrote an awe-capturing post regarding alchemy. Or experiencing magic when it's least expected. It made me think. When did you experience magic? When did something so seemingly ordinary hit you in such a way that it was the best moment you had ever had? I have a few memories of this from when I was child. But, mostly, I don't remember THAT much from my childhood. I'm not really sure why. I know I had good times and bad times. I know that I had bright cheerful days and I know that I had dark scary times. I know that I knew too much as a child, and I know that sometimes I didn't know what I thought I knew. But back to magic. I'm pretty sure my first time water skiing (successfully) was magical. It was amazing to not be scared of the water or what was in the water. It was amazing to by flying through air and walking on water at the same time. I haven't watered skiied in years, I mean years and years. I think I'm too scared on the uknowing creatures under the lake water. I mean what if the alligators that everyone swears don't exist, find me...or the water mocassins that definitely do exist.

I remember magic happening at the beach. My sister and I playing in the ocean (again, I don't get in the ocean. I know for sure that there's some scary ass creatures in there) when I wasn't scared of it. Magic happened at amusement parks. Magic happened in my own back yard. Magic happened when I dated my husband. And Magic certainly happened the moment I met D. Magic happens daily with him. When he discovers something new or learns how to do something. I love watching his face light up with delight and excitement and pride.