The other day, I was having coffee with one of my sweetest friends {hey Amanda!} and we were commenting on how much adulting sucks. What we wouldn't give to go back to our care-free days when the biggest worry in the world was whether we wanted to play cowboys and Indians {yes, get over it all you "I'm offended" peeps} or roller skate until the sun went down.
When I was young, iPhones were not a thing and being inside on a video game console was the last thing we wanted to do. My siblings and I were always outdoors - being active and using our imaginations to create the most perfect worlds where we could live in. We climbed trees that, in our minds, towered over the yard. We discovered new species of birds and plants, used them in our search for the great wild animals.
On rainy days we ran amok in the house {sorry mom}, pretending we were horses or dogs. My parents had a linen closet that allowed us each to have a full shelf of our own; we would take snacks and flash lights in with us. Daydreaming was part of our every day lives. Occasionally we would watch a movie but we were determined to live life to the max.
Oh how I would love to be back in those times where our inner child-like faith was exuberant and contagious. I'm not a parent, and certainly don't claim to know anything about parenting, but I would like to think that Hunter and I would make a point to create a home and environment where our little wild things could roam, play, and dream.
This is definitely something I think about and worry about with my son. I fear he will never want to be outside or do simple activities like read because of all the electronics!
ReplyDeleteThis is so inspiring! I love the post:)
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I so wish times were still like that. I see the damage that it's doing to our kids now being raised in a screen-driven world and it makes me sad. We're doing what we can to help teach them otherwise!
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