Wouldn't it be nice to be a child again?
So innocent, so unaware of all the bad going on, not caring about what others are going to think.
To find pleasure in a simple plastic cup and a sock. To find standing at the back door watching the dogs play and the cars drive past so entertaining.
To have the faith that mom and dad will be there no matter what.
At almost 11 months old, Kyndall has no idea that the economy is doing so poorly. Wouldn't it be nice if we could all stop worrying about the problems and start focusing on the little things?