Children

Sorry for not writing for so long, but that's because I'm a child.

We forget things.

Our brains aren't widespread enough,

Our eyes haven't seen enough mistakes to remember,

Our cares less imminent.

In my eyes, children are and entirely different family.

There's something special about kids.

The way we're willing to imagine, create, express, and explore

(Most of this done without one thought for the consequences)

The way some of us see magic EVERYwhere, no matter whether it be a fairy or just a butterfly flying around in the garden. The way we draw exactly what's on our mind, though some of it may overlap what has been done before (Like crayons on a painted wall) and how we can see our rooms, the lobby, the playground, anywhere as a magical world ready to be explored.

Thats where we CREATE.

When we IMAGINE, we see other things that didn't seem important enough to be thought about. 

"The planets circle around the sun, sweetheart."

"But what if they don't want to?"

"Well, the sun is bigger then them."

"Well, you're bigger than me. But I don't always want to listen to you."

Imaginary friends can vary from a identical twin to an

"Alien from mars with a pet unicorn that eats rainbows and a bubble with a mouse inside surrounded by a green whale which ate them all up because they were being noisy."

And, the way we can explore everywhere and everything.

The closet in the guest room? Oh, it's already been used for putting clothes into. And we've lived in this house for 3 years. Surely you've already been there?

Oh no, this time we're pirates and the closet is a secret island on a treasure map. we've never been there before.

And of course, the woods out back are always more terrifying when there's a dragon stalking you.

But under the bed has never and will never be explored. No one wants to go down there. Uncharted waters, for now and forevermore.

And our ability to EXPRESS. (Because no opinion is more important than your own.)

Well, I know that yes, this blue IS nice, but I was thinking more one wall outer-space aliens planets and spaceships. 

And the one with the windows would be all gray, cuz it's a prison and the windows are the only nice things over there anyways. 

And of course that one would be all like a forest, with vines and trees and monnkeys and tigers and snake and elephants and ants and EVERYTHING.

And the door would be part of a rainbow, with some flowers and pirates and treasures and a unicorn. That's my pet unicorn, and I need him so I can fly away after stealing the treasure. 

But not many adults like that kind of idea.

And of course, the Christmas list.

Books

Pillows

Gum

Money

Remote-controlled rocket ship

Cars

Stuffed animals

Bobble heads

Glow-in-the-dark planets and stars

.....And the additional 486 items beside. I mean, he's SANTA! He's magic! He gives presents! 

And I NEED all this stuff!

So, kids are truly and always will be one of a kind.

And we never were babies. Nope. None of that diaper stuff. I never wore diapers. And Im never gonna grew up. Cuz that's Gramma and Grampa's job.

Not mine.