Without question, the best years of my life have been the years with kids, and now the added bonus of grandkids. Every stage is fun. I truly love them all. I have two daughters going thru the time where they only have one child. They each have daughters and they are their best little buddies. I remember when I had just one and everyday brought laughter. Kids are great at helping you rediscover the world. Every sight and every sound is complete awe. And I love how they teach the awe to the next brother or sister.
We lived in California, and consequently did a lot of freeway driving. Everytime... everytime... we took an off ramp where we circled around and then under the freeway brought absolute delight to my first. "Wheee!" And the "Wheee!" just got louder with each additional child as my first taught them the fun and excitement of the circular off ramp.
Halloween is always a favorite. You can actually see their little minds clicking away at the thought of "All I have to do is say Trick or Treat and I get a candy!". And I love how the oldest has to explain the sad truth to the younger ones... "It doesn't work everyday. I tried. It only works on Halloween."
But bath time was the greatest. The splashing! The bubbles! The toys! And calling the plumber to remove said toys. And then one day I made the mistake of unplugging the bath while my oldest was still in the tub. She panicked! She leaped out of the water as if a sea monster was after her! Turns out she was sure she would go down the drain. I looked at her. I looked at the drain. Right away I knew a scientist or mathematician she was not. Obviously, she did not understand size and ratios. She eventually realized that she was safe but still took the loving precaution of warning her siblings that "you can never go down the drain"... to where I heard her younger sister reply "but what about the sharks?"
This is a sponsored post for Rotorooter, however, all the points and views are my own.
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