Through the Eyes of a Child

Geez, kids are amazing. No, I'm not just figuring that out now, but it's one of those things that's easy to forget sometimes, in the getting caught up with the messy part of life. I have these moments every now and again when I'm reminded why having kids is such an amazing thing...even despite the snotty noses, whining, and late night "musical beds" antics.

Yesterday I went out with the girls and a girlfriend of mine to enjoy the gorgeous spring day. On the way home, we walked past one spot on the sidewalk that has poor drainage (it's right by a hill) and in the wintertime it's always covered with ice - I hate running past there - and in the springtime there is slush and water and mud to contend with. As we were walking past there, trudging through a thin layer of water and mud, I commented to my friend, "I always hate this spot."

From the bike trailer, Emma piped up, "No, Mommy, it's the best spot because you can see your tracks after you walk through it."

Hm. I guess that's at least part of my problem - I've been looking at life too much like a grown-up. It's so great how kids can always seem to find the beauty and wonder in things. I need to put on my kid-coloured glasses a little more often. Only a five year old could see something cool about a muddy spot on the sidewalk.

Thanks, Kiddo.