Who knew that “buyswand” could be so fun? It must be that I had missed Cindella’s cass-o, never experienced chasing one’s cousin all around the park, and undervalued the enchantment of little manequins singing a song that would be stuck in my head for days to come.
The world through the eyes of a two year old is a special, magical place. Oh, to have that perspective every day as I push my way through traffic, rush from obligation to obligation, and get stuck listening to songs I equate to nails on chalkboards. How much more content would I be in life?
2 comments:
what a great observation!
i need to have a child's eyes sometimes. like when you're driving and grumbling and they are looking out the window saying, "mommy, look how pretty the snow makes the trees look."
We could all use a dose of childlike enchantment- and when the songs really get too awful, you go online and find an adult friendly version. i.e. we have "Wheels on the Bus" in reggae and a bluesy jazz version. So much better. :)
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