Today is national Children’s day, so indulge me a little while I indulge in my child. Basically I think he is fabulous. He is also funny. I should have known that when he arrived seven weeks early that I would spend the rest of my life chasing after and catching him!
I feel so lucky and thankful that he was strong and healthy when he was born, he was a little fighter and already very stubbon. He was forever yanking his feeding tube out. Tiny Terror stayed in the hospital for two weeks. He caught up very well and now people are shocked to find out that he was premature.
I feel blessed to be able to stay at home with him, have him yabber away to me all day. The other day I was tickling him and he said ‘ you little rascal”, I laughed so hard, I didn’t even know he knew that word. I love the way he muddles words and says crocdino instead of crocodile or binocinocs for binoculars.
Above all, I love to watch him play, the carefree, reckless abandon that only the innocence of childhood fun can capture. The only thing on his agenda is to have fun ALL day, and I have found myself taking pleasure in dancing wildly in the living room in the middle of the day, or running round and round in circles in the garden. Rediscovering simple pleasure has been a gift the Tiny Terror gives me every day.
So if you have a child, indulge them today and if you don’t, indulge yourself in something fun, reminiscent of your childhood.