Why is this sock in the bathtub? I ask as I pick it up to throw it with the dirty laundry.
Micah answers, Because it was in the toilet.
Great. I drop it quickly.
Of course this lead to the next obvious question, Why was it in the toilet???
How many of these types of questions have I asked? The young mind understands. It makes sense to them, but I am puzzled.
Why is the table on top of my bed?
Why are you on top of the fridge?
Why is there toothpaste on my ceiling?
I wonder if they find me puzzling as well.
Why can't we stand on our chairs while we eat?
Why must we sleep -- it's only 11PM?
Some day they will grow old and understand me, but who ever understands the mind of a child? So full of imagination and adventure. His surroundings become a stage for a world of endless possibilities. In his play he can be anything or do anything. Have we lost something with age? Do we dare to dream? Do we dare to hope?
That was very nice. from Micah
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