Do you remember the joy of hurtling down a hill of ice and snow?
We have all grown up now, we don’t do things like this. Until we have children. Then we get to be children again.
I don’t have a decent picture of Luca and I coming down the track, but this one gives an idea of what it was like. The child here looks like she is not enjoying her time.
Let me tell you, we had to drag Luca kicking and screaming from the hill. He fell asleep in the car, and I transported him to the bed and took a nap with him. Wouldn’t you know it? He woke up kicking and screaming.
I know what it means to be a parent, to share the joy and wonder with your kid. It means you get to be a kid again.
Do you have an event you shared with your little one that transported you back to your childhood?




