Monday, April 30, 2007
Try it, trust me, you'll like it
Tonight on our walk we went the long way and walked through the park. There was a hill (kind of) so Hunter ran up the hill, threw himself on his side, and rolled down. After the first half dozen times, I joined him. It was pure joy- slightly dizzy, world-spinning, amusement park can't compare, joy. Jason tried next and he couldn't keep the grin off his face either so it's not just me. It was another one of those wonderful things that children teach you to rediscover. With young children everything always takes twice as long but that's because everything is an adventure: a rock isn't a rock, it's a treasure; a stick isn't a stick, it's a sword, or a light saber, or a fishing pole; every mark on the sidewalk is an excuse to do hopscotch; and a hill is made to be rolled down.