01.31
I look at life through my son’s eyes. I see the purity and innocence, the peace and serenity, and wonder a couple of things.
When I was younger, the world was more innocent. Was it, or did it only seem that way because I didn’t know better.
“What’s that?” He points and asks every time there’s something new to him. I explain and move on.
“Who’s that?” He looks at me and wants to put the sound he just heard with who is associated with it. I tell him it’s the people that live upstairs, or the mailman, or whatever.
He goes on playing with his toys, dancing to whatever music, and wanting to play rock star with me – getting his fake guitar and rocking his diaper out while I’m on my microphone doing the “La la la.”
When we’re watching TV, he sits in his Lightning McQueen soft chair and drinks his drink. He asks for strawberries and juice, tackles me and takes over the bed when it’s night time.
He doesn’t know we’re at war in a land we probably shouldn’t be in. He doesn’t know our government is divided by party lines that make our government work. That there are countries that want to kill him and me and you simply because we are Americans.
Sometimes I wish I could recapture that innocence.
Sometimes I wonder the same thing. Just wait until he gets older. My cousin is only 5 years younger than me and was learning things in middle school what I only heard about in high school. It’s sick how kids are becoming more and more corrupt from their enviornment nowadays.
kids are grand. although, im kinda like that when im at college. as in, i dont watch or read the news at all; im content living in my campus bubble.
I think the world appears more innocent when we’re a child because we don’t know what the world can be like. We’re naive as children.
I always wish I could have that sort of innocence/ignorance back. It makes things so much simpler. Enjoy the times while you have them.
I have these same thoughts on an almost daily basis.