Childhood...

Is about finding pleasure in the simple things. Things like...throwing rocks, splashing in water or running around chasing Daddy.

Blowing on dandelions is one of the things we all did as a child. It's like a right of passage. It's funny how the boys didn't need to be shown what to do with these. They just saw them, picked them and blew. It felt natural...almost like an instinct.

Wouldn't it be nice if parenting were natural or instinctual. There are some aspects that are and too many more that aren't. I feel right now like I'm failing more than I'm succeeding at this parenting thing...maybe I need to think more like a child.