Rose coloured glasses.

I wish I could find a shop that sells rose coloured glasses! Not real ones but the ones that adults are often accused of looking though when the see the best in things and expect things to work out. I think all kids are born with them and life slowly fades them out or even rips them off.

Today my oldest son Jack went to kinder. He got half way through the morning and said, "Mum you go home, I want to do kinder all by my self." Today he took on the world to the largest degree that he ever has in his life, and he thrived. I wanted to know if the other kids liked him, I wanted to know if anyone pushed him. I wanted to know if he was brave enough to ask the teacher to help him open his play lunch. All he reported was that it was fun and he did it all by himself. "I think I might go again Mummy" he said.

Later in the day he asked me if we could go to the moon. He said we would need a rocket and that it would be fun. I am glad that after day one his wonder and vibrancy for life are still intact.

I heard a story about a mum and her boy on the radio the other day. She was showing him what their new dog could do. Sit Milo, sit" she said and the dog sat. "Lay down Milo, lay down" and he did that too. She turned to her son and said "go on... you try it" so he said "Fly Milo, Fly".

I hope that it takes many years for Jack to loose that innocent, belief in life, that happiness and unstoppable expectation that anything is possible.

Jesus once said that the Kingdom of God belonged to the children that came running to him in the street. I don't believe that this is because they had not yet made mistakes, but because they believed and acted with out looking for proof that God would accept them and that life was indeed good.

After dinner Jack asked me to bounce on his trampoline. I left the dishes and we bounced and bounced. Life is good!