Eyes of a Child

Today, I took my two oldest daughers (4 and 20 months) to City Museum.  On weekends, I try to take them someplace fun, the zoo, the science center, etc.  I love spending tiem with them, but maybe for reasons that you would not expect.  Of course, they are my girls.  I would do anything for them, in a heartbeat, but I find myself being able to do things that I just did not do before I had children. Taking these trips with them to various places has made me realize the benefit of seeing life, again, through the eyes of a child.

I am a lawyer.  I deal with people's problems every day.  People call me, in a panic, b/c they need something or want something.  Usually, if they are coming in to see me, they have had a particularly bad day.  Thigns are not good.  Further, I often deal with people who are not being honest to me for one reason or another.  This tends to make me (and I think most people) cynical and jaded.  It makes you into the adult you told yourself that you would never be.

As I take these trips with the kids, as I talk to them, as I watch them look at things and get exicted, it reminds me of the joy that you felt, as a kid, when you looked at something.  You remember the wonderment, the innocence, the pure unadulterated happiness that came from playing outside, going to the zoo, seeing a bird's nest, or splaching in a puddle.

I know, that as an adult, it is tough to remember all of the fun that you (we) used to have.  We all sprinted like we had no cares in teh world.  We all splashed in puddles.  We all rode our bikes with reckless abandon.  We all looked at lions and tigers in amazement.  We all looked at bird's nest and actually thought about what it took for the bird to make it.  We all walked into the zoo and were so excited that we could not help ourselves.  We had to sprint from one animal to another.  We all wanted to ride the carousel.  We all wanted to see the apes and monkeys.  We all liked sliding down slides, and climbing on monkey bars.  We all pretended to be something or someone else.  We all had fun.

I notice now, that there are a lot of adults that have simply forgotten how to have fun.  Not adult fun, just fun.  how many people do you know that still laugh at silly jokes, that actually look like they are happy with their lives.  if there is one thing to learn from kids (and I think there are many things to learn from them) its actually try to be happy. its look at things like they do, for the first time.  Its get excited about something fun and new or different.  Its be nice and kind to people.  its avoiding using the word "hate".  its a lot of things that we, as adults, have forgotten.

These are just more of my beliefs, thoughts, and philosophies.  Be happy.