When we go to the park, I always ask J if he wants to go in the swing. Without hesitation, his reply each time is, “No, Mike wants to go in the swing.” J won’t swing, but he loves pushing Mike. And his brother, too.
This one, I think, perfectly illustrates the joy of childhood – no working, no stress just lots of love and lots of fun. (but if I stare at it for TOO long, I start to hum “the hills are aaaaalliiivvveee”)
My Everyday Life 