Looking Through My Daughter’s Eyes

Apparently my daughter thinks my stories of growing up are actually interesting.  Who knew?  I sure didn’t, until she asked a question and we started talking about some experiences I had when growing up.  Talk about a shocking revelation, my daughter actually thinks I’m interesting!

She’s almost 8, which to me seems to be a magical time when your parents are still interesting people.  She also finds humor in things I didn’t at her age, and it was fun to relate some old stories of myself at that age and listen to her laugh with joy.  Of course there were a few moments where I felt rather…aged…as apparently such things are not done today.  But she rather enjoyed listening to my bygone days, and I have the feeling there will be many more questions about my growing up years.

Some play time with my daughter and two nephews. Good fun!

Now its time to go back to the land of screaming babies that aren’t mine.  I need a nap…