First of all.... Physically? I've seen some of the falls and diggers these kids take. A sphincter puckering experience, to say the least. The kind of fall that would have put an adult in traction at the hospital for a week, kind of stuff. They just get up, brush themselves off (or in some cases, look to cry a little, get some comfort and they move along). Then off they go again like it never happened.
They play like they mean it and laugh and giggle and take delight in everything that they see and do and it wasn't a malicious thing either. Do you remember what that was like? Carefree and without worry. Being able to enjoy THAT particular moment. And because it was truly a moment that DID bring amusement, PURELY for the sake of amusement. I miss those days.
And when they end up getting into a fight with each other over the most petty of shit (although in their minds, it's quite serious and world changing...) it never really lasts that long. Before you know it, they're playing with each other again and the incident is forgotten. When does THAT all change?
There is so much that any parent or any adult for that matter could learn from watching little kids. Not in that creepy yucky way, but just watching. If you took the time to WATCH them and paid close enough attention, you'd see what I meant. And we'd learn a whole shit ton from them. Just sayin'....
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