If you’re interested in yesterday’s conversation, it’s still going strong. I’ve gathered your best questions, and thrown them down, but I’ve no Idea if Benji’s bound to bounce them.
“Childhood is measured out by sounds and smells and sights, before the dark hour of reason grows.”
~John Betjeman, Summoned by Bells
I don’t think there’s a sum I wouldn’t part with for the chance to live inside my children’s heads, either one, and even if only for half an hour.
I’m totally serious.
I’d drive to the bank, stack my collateral, beg for a loan, then walk home and figure out the best way to take care of the interest before it buried me to bones.
Whatever I saw from behind those eyes, I’m sure, would be exponentially worth it.
I can only ponder how my children view a world unfolding three feet from the ground. By the time they’re old enough to really break it down for me, they’ll no longer be focusing behind the same lens.
I helped make them, I certainly know them, and I believe I’ve a pretty good idea about how they string their thoughts together. But it’s been a long time since I was as little as they are now, and I’ve long since forgotten what it’s like to peer at the world in front of me, without so much as a single breath of cynicism.
I cannot imagine feeling, at my age, anything so innocent.
When they’re grown, I hope I haven’t lost the wonder of musing the machinations of their minds. I hope, when my children are my age now, and Daisy and I are cradling our grandchildren between us for a long, anticipated weekend, that I’m still wondering.
Of course, I won’t be able to see any more clearly into the mind’s of those still too small to speak, or too tiny to know the minutia of poverty, crime, and deceit.
I will not be able to see through the eyes of my grandchildren, so I’ll turn my eyes to Mia and Max, and see the world as they do. It will be easier by then. Our long histories will have woven together with the unrelenting fabric of shared experience. Their first world view, born beneath the shade of Daisy and myself.
So when I’m wishing I could see the world as my grandchildren do, but peering from the perspective of my own brood, it will be the perfect time to ask myself…
Do I like what I see?
Writer Dad
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My wife says I have a knack for communicating with my son. I like being able to say only a few key words and have him look at my blankly for a moment, trying to piece what I said together. He’s at that stage where he’s starting to form his own sentences and thoughts and opinions.
It’s strange for me to listen to others claim to know his personality…but now I can kind of see it myself. I don’t know if I’d be able to ask that question because I’m mostly certain I wouldn’t like what I see now…maybe in a few years I’ll do him (and myself) proud.
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My wife says I have a knack for communicating with my son. I like being able to say only a few key words and have him look at my blankly for a moment, trying to piece what I said together. He’s at that stage where he’s starting to form his own sentences and thoughts and opinions.
It’s strange for me to listen to others claim to know his personality…but now I can kind of see it myself. I don’t know if I’d be able to ask that question because I’m mostly certain I wouldn’t like what I see now…maybe in a few years I’ll do him (and myself) proud.
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I suppose the child we once were lives on inside us, influencing every thought, every emotion, every move even though we don’t realize it.
Like you say, it is would be a great experience to “think what they might be thinking”. Reading through your posts I get a glimpse of your personality and if its anything in “real” life I am sure your kids love what they see.
Shamelle
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I suppose the child we once were lives on inside us, influencing every thought, every emotion, every move even though we don’t realize it.
Like you say, it is would be a great experience to “think what they might be thinking”. Reading through your posts I get a glimpse of your personality and if its anything in “real” life I am sure your kids love what they see.
Shamelle
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Being a child myself, I find this a very intresting topic to cover on your blog. Once you get older, everything becomes more realistic. Your point of view will always change, whether it being something tangible or not.
@ Matthew: Parents always have a way of communicating with their children better than the rest of the world. I would put this to the fact that they have watched them grow. It makes a difference you know!
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Being a child myself, I find this a very intresting topic to cover on your blog. Once you get older, everything becomes more realistic. Your point of view will always change, whether it being something tangible or not.
@ Matthew: Parents always have a way of communicating with their children better than the rest of the world. I would put this to the fact that they have watched them grow. It makes a difference you know!
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Hi Writer Dad – What a thought provoking post. The innocence of a child is absolutely amazing. It’s when they are exposed to biased thoughts and/or actions they start to develop opinions and assess what’s good or bad. In some ways it’s scary when we think how a parent (or others) can shape a child’s thought process and affect their lives forever.
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Hi Writer Dad – What a thought provoking post. The innocence of a child is absolutely amazing. It’s when they are exposed to biased thoughts and/or actions they start to develop opinions and assess what’s good or bad. In some ways it’s scary when we think how a parent (or others) can shape a child’s thought process and affect their lives forever.
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I love my children’s innocence and total wonder at the world.
“Wow look at those clouds!” “Slugs are amazing aren’t they mummy!”
I try really hard to remember what it was like being a child when I’m dealing with them or repremanding them for something. Sure she’s climbing up the curtains but imagine how cool that was when you were three. You can’t tell them off, just point out why that’s not such a good idea!
I remember being about 14 and thinking my parents had no idea whatsoever about what I was going through and I know it’s bound to happen in some form with my own two, but I’d like to try and minimise it if possible!
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I love my children’s innocence and total wonder at the world.
“Wow look at those clouds!” “Slugs are amazing aren’t they mummy!”
I try really hard to remember what it was like being a child when I’m dealing with them or repremanding them for something. Sure she’s climbing up the curtains but imagine how cool that was when you were three. You can’t tell them off, just point out why that’s not such a good idea!
I remember being about 14 and thinking my parents had no idea whatsoever about what I was going through and I know it’s bound to happen in some form with my own two, but I’d like to try and minimise it if possible!
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@Daniel: What I mean to say is that he’s more attached to my wife as she’s with him almost 24/7…but when I say something to him, maybe 3 or so words, it speaks worlds to him. It still amazes me to this day.
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@Daniel: What I mean to say is that he’s more attached to my wife as she’s with him almost 24/7…but when I say something to him, maybe 3 or so words, it speaks worlds to him. It still amazes me to this day.
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I miss feeling the way I did as a child, and as time marches on I forget exactly what that was like. A great notion Writer Dad. I’ll be thinking more about this as the day goes on.
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I miss feeling the way I did as a child, and as time marches on I forget exactly what that was like. A great notion Writer Dad. I’ll be thinking more about this as the day goes on.
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@ Matthew I about spit coffee on my screen when I read the title of your last post! You’re a nut! ;D
I miss being a child. I think that’s why I love being a parent. I have an excuse to regress, to pretend again. I’ve been known to send out emails (not to clients) in Pirate-eese because the boys and I have been priates for 3 days straight. ;D
Becoming a child again requires shutting off your brain that worries about housework, money, and sex. Instead, replace those things with games, giggles, and imagination.
Go outside right now. Tilt your head up to the sky and spin in circles until you fall over dizzy. (Do it with your kids and its even better.) Believe with your whole heart that you can do anything, even fly, just for a second. Dig a hole to China and collect the worms. Say the heck with your schedule and play for an hour, it won’t kill you, I promise. I do it all the time.
Thanks Writer Dad for blogging about the ‘important’ stuff in life. ;)
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@ Matthew I about spit coffee on my screen when I read the title of your last post! You’re a nut! ;D
I miss being a child. I think that’s why I love being a parent. I have an excuse to regress, to pretend again. I’ve been known to send out emails (not to clients) in Pirate-eese because the boys and I have been priates for 3 days straight. ;D
Becoming a child again requires shutting off your brain that worries about housework, money, and sex. Instead, replace those things with games, giggles, and imagination.
Go outside right now. Tilt your head up to the sky and spin in circles until you fall over dizzy. (Do it with your kids and its even better.) Believe with your whole heart that you can do anything, even fly, just for a second. Dig a hole to China and collect the worms. Say the heck with your schedule and play for an hour, it won’t kill you, I promise. I do it all the time.
Thanks Writer Dad for blogging about the ‘important’ stuff in life. ;)
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Now you’ve hit upon one of my greatest fears: that my children will turn out just like me.
Matthew: That is a beautiful stage; each day his mouth making further magic. Enjoy.
Shamelle: That’s a very kind thing to say. Yes, the four of us are tighter than rope.
Daniel Allen: Our point of view changes from day to day even as adults, but their is nothing like the filter of childhood.
Barbara: It is the ultimate responsibility. If even a small percentage improved in the task, the world would grow by an exponent.
Tara: I think about this all the time. When will we get the slamming doors and the “YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND ME!” I hope I’m not too naive to think we can circumnavigate a lot of this. I wonder if the disconnect of adolescence is rooted in the disconnect from earlier childhood.
Dave: A few years back, I remembered little of my childhood. Every day I’m with my children, I remember more. Now I write some of those things down. It would be a shame to forget them twice.
Jamie: Beautiful, Jamie. That’s exactly how you parent. Get on their level and play with them. You can’t always be their friend, but you sure can some of the time, and a lot more often than most parents would ever dare to consider. Children are not our accessories, they are our tiny, silent partners for two decades of our life.
Now you’ve hit upon one of my greatest fears: that my children will turn out just like me.
Matthew: That is a beautiful stage; each day his mouth making further magic. Enjoy.
Shamelle: That’s a very kind thing to say. Yes, the four of us are tighter than rope.
Daniel Allen: Our point of view changes from day to day even as adults, but their is nothing like the filter of childhood.
Barbara: It is the ultimate responsibility. If even a small percentage improved in the task, the world would grow by an exponent.
Tara: I think about this all the time. When will we get the slamming doors and the “YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND ME!” I hope I’m not too naive to think we can circumnavigate a lot of this. I wonder if the disconnect of adolescence is rooted in the disconnect from earlier childhood.
Dave: A few years back, I remembered little of my childhood. Every day I’m with my children, I remember more. Now I write some of those things down. It would be a shame to forget them twice.
Jamie: Beautiful, Jamie. That’s exactly how you parent. Get on their level and play with them. You can’t always be their friend, but you sure can some of the time, and a lot more often than most parents would ever dare to consider. Children are not our accessories, they are our tiny, silent partners for two decades of our life.
Hello there. Long time no see. And it is great to be back with this post.
I often wonder the same thing about my children. I often try to figure this out by playing a game of 20 questions with my oldest girl, of which, I often lose. My wife and I had this discussion a while back when we were going through some financial struggles. Every time we go out in public with our children, we are stopped numerous times and complimented on how beautiful the kids are and how happy they are.
This led us to the conclusion that even when we were struggling and having a hard time, the kids knew that mommy and daddy were there for them. They were loved no matter what. And that is all that mattered to them. They were some of the happiest kids during some of our hardest times.
What I wouldn’t give to be able to view the world through their eyes. I know that somewhere in there I still have that understanding. Of what it meant to have no responsibilities. That is the key with our children. Them having no responsibilities and no worries or concerns means that we are doing our job as parents to make sure that they have what they need and they have all of our love and attention.
I think that by watching our kids, we do gain an insight into their world. What do you think?
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Hello there. Long time no see. And it is great to be back with this post.
I often wonder the same thing about my children. I often try to figure this out by playing a game of 20 questions with my oldest girl, of which, I often lose. My wife and I had this discussion a while back when we were going through some financial struggles. Every time we go out in public with our children, we are stopped numerous times and complimented on how beautiful the kids are and how happy they are.
This led us to the conclusion that even when we were struggling and having a hard time, the kids knew that mommy and daddy were there for them. They were loved no matter what. And that is all that mattered to them. They were some of the happiest kids during some of our hardest times.
What I wouldn’t give to be able to view the world through their eyes. I know that somewhere in there I still have that understanding. Of what it meant to have no responsibilities. That is the key with our children. Them having no responsibilities and no worries or concerns means that we are doing our job as parents to make sure that they have what they need and they have all of our love and attention.
I think that by watching our kids, we do gain an insight into their world. What do you think?
Sals last blog post..2 Week Break
I, as of yesterday, approached the big 14 with my oldest son. I am trying to view things from his “point of view”. It is a hard one. My purpose in my blog is to journal this process. It all began for the very reason in which you posted. I wanted to capture what I see through my eyes of raising children and then I print into a book and pass it along to them to read and view as they (hopefully) raise their own family. The scenes our lives are of a constant change.
We can only hope we raise our children to see as we see. That is if we are the parents we should be. What joy to see our own children being good parents.
I love looking (trying to look) at things the way my children see them. I do take time to see the worm crawling across the sidewalk. I listen to their stories and try to take myself into what they are saying. I think it does keep us young at heart. Something I always wanted to do was be able to fly as a child. Not in an airplane, but my own wings. It is funny as we age this really does happen. We do get wings and they are great.
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I, as of yesterday, approached the big 14 with my oldest son. I am trying to view things from his “point of view”. It is a hard one. My purpose in my blog is to journal this process. It all began for the very reason in which you posted. I wanted to capture what I see through my eyes of raising children and then I print into a book and pass it along to them to read and view as they (hopefully) raise their own family. The scenes our lives are of a constant change.
We can only hope we raise our children to see as we see. That is if we are the parents we should be. What joy to see our own children being good parents.
I love looking (trying to look) at things the way my children see them. I do take time to see the worm crawling across the sidewalk. I listen to their stories and try to take myself into what they are saying. I think it does keep us young at heart. Something I always wanted to do was be able to fly as a child. Not in an airplane, but my own wings. It is funny as we age this really does happen. We do get wings and they are great.
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“When they’re grown, I hope I haven’t lost the wonder of musing the machinations of their minds. ”
My mom says that now we four girls are all grown up, we’re even more interesting and intriguing!
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“When they’re grown, I hope I haven’t lost the wonder of musing the machinations of their minds. ”
My mom says that now we four girls are all grown up, we’re even more interesting and intriguing!
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When I miss being a child and I’m feeling nostalgic, I’ll pull out the home videos from when I was a kid.
There’s one where it’s my first dance recital and I’m being a total ham for the camera. I’m staring up at the ceiling, twirling around in circles, hopping around like a bunny, blowing kisses to the camera. I watch her and I think – she doesn’t care about the world around her. She’s in her own world.
I laugh at myself. And I realize I haven’t lost that girl entirely…she’s still in me and very much a part of me. I carry a little bit of her innocence with me everywhere.
We’ll never be children again, and even though my parents always said – enjoy yourself while you’re young, because when you get older, everything changes – I don’t think everything changes. Only if we let it. I think everyone should try to keep a bit of ‘kid’ in them. It keeps us young at heart.
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When I miss being a child and I’m feeling nostalgic, I’ll pull out the home videos from when I was a kid.
There’s one where it’s my first dance recital and I’m being a total ham for the camera. I’m staring up at the ceiling, twirling around in circles, hopping around like a bunny, blowing kisses to the camera. I watch her and I think – she doesn’t care about the world around her. She’s in her own world.
I laugh at myself. And I realize I haven’t lost that girl entirely…she’s still in me and very much a part of me. I carry a little bit of her innocence with me everywhere.
We’ll never be children again, and even though my parents always said – enjoy yourself while you’re young, because when you get older, everything changes – I don’t think everything changes. Only if we let it. I think everyone should try to keep a bit of ‘kid’ in them. It keeps us young at heart.
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I don’t think child-like wonder or childhood thinking processes are lost. I think they can be reclaimed. My husband never lost his ability to see the world in non-linear, child-like ways. It’s a matter of tapping into intuition, being centered, and knowing how to let go of all fear so that a sense of innocence floats back into place — the kind of innocence where you believe all things will work out, where evil can be transformed into good, and where you know your life is protected, safe, and secure ( by being fully in the hands of God.) I’m not there yet, but I fully expect to be! I have seen this adult innocence on the face of long-time spiritual practitioners like monks; in the eyes of an older woman who was magically, wonderfully, and truly loved; and in my mom’s face right after her stroke when her right brain was more in control.
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I don’t think child-like wonder or childhood thinking processes are lost. I think they can be reclaimed. My husband never lost his ability to see the world in non-linear, child-like ways. It’s a matter of tapping into intuition, being centered, and knowing how to let go of all fear so that a sense of innocence floats back into place — the kind of innocence where you believe all things will work out, where evil can be transformed into good, and where you know your life is protected, safe, and secure ( by being fully in the hands of God.) I’m not there yet, but I fully expect to be! I have seen this adult innocence on the face of long-time spiritual practitioners like monks; in the eyes of an older woman who was magically, wonderfully, and truly loved; and in my mom’s face right after her stroke when her right brain was more in control.
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@SpaceAgeSage: I completely agree with you on this. I don’t think it is ever lost either. I just think that as adults, we tend to misplace it. Very similar to car keys in the morning when you are in a rush (either that or the kids took them off to play and never returned them to their proper place).
I know that when my daughter and I play, I am suddenly wisked away into her world. Completely in the moment, we can have tea parties with bears and Tigger and Pooh, laugh at the Silly Songs of LarryBoy, and go camping between two chairs with only a flashlight and a blanket drapped over the top.
I wish I was camping right now instead of at work. I think I need to call and make sure the “tent” is set up when I get home.
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@SpaceAgeSage: I completely agree with you on this. I don’t think it is ever lost either. I just think that as adults, we tend to misplace it. Very similar to car keys in the morning when you are in a rush (either that or the kids took them off to play and never returned them to their proper place).
I know that when my daughter and I play, I am suddenly wisked away into her world. Completely in the moment, we can have tea parties with bears and Tigger and Pooh, laugh at the Silly Songs of LarryBoy, and go camping between two chairs with only a flashlight and a blanket drapped over the top.
I wish I was camping right now instead of at work. I think I need to call and make sure the “tent” is set up when I get home.
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It is amazing how we forget the thoughts we had as a child then dream of having those thoughts again and how a child tries to learn and mature those thoughts to have an adults thoughts.
Why do we always want what we don’t have?
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It is amazing how we forget the thoughts we had as a child then dream of having those thoughts again and how a child tries to learn and mature those thoughts to have an adults thoughts.
Why do we always want what we don’t have?
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Oh…….you just brought back a memory.
to long for a comment so I’ll go write a post. But I will say this…there is that moment that every parent knows when that look of innocence in their children’s eyes is replaced by the first glimmer of knowing that the world isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. It can break your heart. Then the yearning starts in full…to make the world a place where you never have to see THAT look again.
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Oh…….you just brought back a memory.
to long for a comment so I’ll go write a post. But I will say this…there is that moment that every parent knows when that look of innocence in their children’s eyes is replaced by the first glimmer of knowing that the world isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. It can break your heart. Then the yearning starts in full…to make the world a place where you never have to see THAT look again.
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Sean, is it okay to call you Sean? I think of you as WD – This was a lovely post. When Geoffrey and Robin were six and four, I so fervently wished for Peter Pan to take and keep them, just right there. In the magic. I lived inside their heads and with them in that six and four world. And then…they left me behind. Hahahaha, well no, not exactly, but as my friend Judy says, “When they’re fourteen, aliens come and take their brains. If you’re lucky they bring them back when they’re 30.”
Seriously, don’t you still feel a child? I look out on the world from inside behind my eyes and I’m coming at things from me, who is that child. That’s why it’s horrifying to look in the mirror or at photos. Who’s that old person?
Must.click.Matthew’s.masturbation.post.now. Gosh, yesterday, Barbara talked about farting, and Cath suggested it was possible to turn urine into Bollinger and now this. Perhaps the surly bonds of my earth need slipping here.
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Sean, is it okay to call you Sean? I think of you as WD – This was a lovely post. When Geoffrey and Robin were six and four, I so fervently wished for Peter Pan to take and keep them, just right there. In the magic. I lived inside their heads and with them in that six and four world. And then…they left me behind. Hahahaha, well no, not exactly, but as my friend Judy says, “When they’re fourteen, aliens come and take their brains. If you’re lucky they bring them back when they’re 30.”
Seriously, don’t you still feel a child? I look out on the world from inside behind my eyes and I’m coming at things from me, who is that child. That’s why it’s horrifying to look in the mirror or at photos. Who’s that old person?
Must.click.Matthew’s.masturbation.post.now. Gosh, yesterday, Barbara talked about farting, and Cath suggested it was possible to turn urine into Bollinger and now this. Perhaps the surly bonds of my earth need slipping here.
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I agree with Space Age Sage. I try to cultivate seeing the world in a wide-eyed way. Whether that’s like being a child I have no idea, but it sure is fun.
I agree with Space Age Sage. I try to cultivate seeing the world in a wide-eyed way. Whether that’s like being a child I have no idea, but it sure is fun.
Ryan: Sorry I missed you. We submitted in unison. We’re never just like our parents, but we always take some of what they give us. Just make sure you’re giving them your favorite stuff.
Sal: Welcome back! (You just received a rare WD exclamation point.) I fully agree. I understand my children’s world because I am down on the floor with them. Often, parents are afraid to play WITH their children. Don’t watch them play, join them. It’s amazing, and if you don’t, you’ll likely wish you had.
Tammy: Fourteen. Wow Tammy, I can only imagine. If I added my kids together, I’d still be four years shy. Listening to their stories, and understanding their world, is what strengthens our bond above all else.
Steph: I often imagine what it will be like for the four of us to sit around our dinner table in the decades to come, sipping wine and passing grown up conversation. The more work we put into today, the better tomorrow will be.
Janine: I wish I had home movies. I don’t. Not a single one. Observing our children, and interacting with them, does a good deal to keep us young.
SpaceAgeSage: They’re never lost, but we can never return to their purity. What we have as adults is a wonderful shadow, but we can never unlearn the things we know, or fully forget the things we’ve seen. Thank you Sage, for your eternally wonderful comments.
Orlund: Well articulated, and not yet said. Great job.
Wendi: I know exactly what you mean, and I can’t wait to read your post.
Betsy: I love both names, use which ever makes you smile wider. My children, now, are six and four. I do not want the calendar to turn. These days are magic, and every cell in my body knows it. Yes, I feel like a child. My children draw me to their world in the most wonderful way.
Beth: It is like being a child, and it is fun.
Ryan: Sorry I missed you. We submitted in unison. We’re never just like our parents, but we always take some of what they give us. Just make sure you’re giving them your favorite stuff.
Sal: Welcome back! (You just received a rare WD exclamation point.) I fully agree. I understand my children’s world because I am down on the floor with them. Often, parents are afraid to play WITH their children. Don’t watch them play, join them. It’s amazing, and if you don’t, you’ll likely wish you had.
Tammy: Fourteen. Wow Tammy, I can only imagine. If I added my kids together, I’d still be four years shy. Listening to their stories, and understanding their world, is what strengthens our bond above all else.
Steph: I often imagine what it will be like for the four of us to sit around our dinner table in the decades to come, sipping wine and passing grown up conversation. The more work we put into today, the better tomorrow will be.
Janine: I wish I had home movies. I don’t. Not a single one. Observing our children, and interacting with them, does a good deal to keep us young.
SpaceAgeSage: They’re never lost, but we can never return to their purity. What we have as adults is a wonderful shadow, but we can never unlearn the things we know, or fully forget the things we’ve seen. Thank you Sage, for your eternally wonderful comments.
Orlund: Well articulated, and not yet said. Great job.
Wendi: I know exactly what you mean, and I can’t wait to read your post.
Betsy: I love both names, use which ever makes you smile wider. My children, now, are six and four. I do not want the calendar to turn. These days are magic, and every cell in my body knows it. Yes, I feel like a child. My children draw me to their world in the most wonderful way.
Beth: It is like being a child, and it is fun.
Becoming a parent changed how I viewed my own childhood. It went from resentment to understanding in the single moment I first laid eyes on my first child.
Being drawn back into childhood now through my kids makes me feel such a profound sense of gratitude. Living the same moments only through eyes of experience. I feel like I can let go of so much that tainted my years before kids and just enjoy life all over again.
I can only imagine what it will be like to see my own kids have kids and how things change then again.
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Becoming a parent changed how I viewed my own childhood. It went from resentment to understanding in the single moment I first laid eyes on my first child.
Being drawn back into childhood now through my kids makes me feel such a profound sense of gratitude. Living the same moments only through eyes of experience. I feel like I can let go of so much that tainted my years before kids and just enjoy life all over again.
I can only imagine what it will be like to see my own kids have kids and how things change then again.
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I remember far back into my early years; the Evil Genius reminds me of those days, and I thoroughly enjoy being in the moment with him while he discovers some new facet of life .
Sometimes, though, while I feel I can share the spirit of his unbroken vision, I wish I could know what he thinks, how he processes what he sees, hears, feels, and learns.
Kids can be brilliant reminders of the potential in everything, especially when adults have become jaded, faded, and worn with time and worry.
Shade and Sweetwater,
K (who still naps with enthusiasm – does that count?)
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I remember far back into my early years; the Evil Genius reminds me of those days, and I thoroughly enjoy being in the moment with him while he discovers some new facet of life .
Sometimes, though, while I feel I can share the spirit of his unbroken vision, I wish I could know what he thinks, how he processes what he sees, hears, feels, and learns.
Kids can be brilliant reminders of the potential in everything, especially when adults have become jaded, faded, and worn with time and worry.
Shade and Sweetwater,
K (who still naps with enthusiasm – does that count?)
Kyddryns last blog post..The Path – Our Walk Is Done
One of the greatest joys of parenting is seeing the world through a child’s eye.
One of the greatest joys of parenting is seeing the world through a child’s eye.
Forgive me if I don’t comment on this and other posts on your site about your children. Sometimes I can relate, but in this case, having no children, grandchildren, nieces or nephews, I can only imagine.
Forgive me if I don’t comment on this and other posts on your site about your children. Sometimes I can relate, but in this case, having no children, grandchildren, nieces or nephews, I can only imagine.