Second star to the right and straight on till morning...
Today I realized that Peter Pan had it right when he decided to never grow up. Everything is so much simpler when you look at the world through the mask of childish wonder. I'm not saying that I have a difficult life, but I miss the worry free days. I enjoy my life and I would not want to change anything, but there is no denying that my childhood years were amazing.
I always get these kind of thoughts around Christmas time. We had three kids in our house this Christmas, all under the age of 10, all believing in Santa. The way they ran down the stairs and into the living room this morning, with visions of sugarplums dancing in their heads and other various scenes of optimism, I grew jealous quickly. I longed to be that naive, because that is the best kind of naive.
One thing that did give me hope was my dad sitting at the kids table at Christmas dinner. He was hands down the most ridiculous person at that table, and it made me realize that there is always a little room to be a kid. For the record, I was given the option to sit with the grown ups, but it only took me a second to opt for the kids table.
Just some Christmas thoughts. I really do miss believing in Santa Clause.
I always get these kind of thoughts around Christmas time. We had three kids in our house this Christmas, all under the age of 10, all believing in Santa. The way they ran down the stairs and into the living room this morning, with visions of sugarplums dancing in their heads and other various scenes of optimism, I grew jealous quickly. I longed to be that naive, because that is the best kind of naive.
One thing that did give me hope was my dad sitting at the kids table at Christmas dinner. He was hands down the most ridiculous person at that table, and it made me realize that there is always a little room to be a kid. For the record, I was given the option to sit with the grown ups, but it only took me a second to opt for the kids table.
Just some Christmas thoughts. I really do miss believing in Santa Clause.