Health & Wellness

The pure joy of childhood…

There are so many awesome things about being a dad, but perhaps the best one of all is seeing the world through the eyes of my son.

First off, every reaction he has is the correct one.

If I’m like: “do you want a cookie?” He’s like: “FUCK YEAH I DO!”

(OK, he actually doesn’t know that word yet, but his response is along those lines.)

If I ask him if he wants to go to the park, he names the first one that pops into his head (the airplane park, the dragon park, the Deer Creek park, the daddy park, the sandy park, the climbing park, etc) and then we’re off on the adventure.

When it comes to dinner, it’s “mac and cheese/toasted cheese/pizza/avocado toast/or pancakes.” God I wish I could eat like that all the time (and don’t worry health nuts, I sneak him lots of veggies and fruit on the side).

He wants to hear as many stories as he can convince me to read him before going to bed; wants the toys of his favorite cartoons so he can play along or make up new episodes; wants to play and play and play until he’s exhausted to the point of collapse.

And whether it’s wheeling him around my parent’s backyard in his little plastic car or playing the hopping game (which involves him getting into a laundry basket and me hopping him from floor to table to bed, up the stairs, down the stairs, until I get too tired and have to stop) or reading one of his favorite stories before bedtime, he lives in the moment.

He is ALWAYS present.

The sad part is that someday it will end–someday he will worry about what’s going to happen in the future or what’s happened in the past as we all do. But for now his experience is so incredibly mindful, present, and happy… it’s awesome to see, and such a fantastic reminder of the way I should live my life, even though I so often fall into the adult pattern of busyness, negativity, stress, and worry that characterizes our modern world.

Well, anyway, I’ve written a couple thousand word posts already this week you animals, so I’m keeping this one short. And I’m certainly not the first person to suggest we think like a child. But my son reminded me of that today, and made me grateful–so I thought I’d share a bit.


I love writing Haiku’s (5 syllables, 7, 5). It’s a great way to encapsulate your thoughts and put things in perspective. A few I’ve written recently…


Spring is eternal,

blossoming trees, bird, bees;

sunlight and flowers.


Solid sheets of gray

hanging over our bodies,

love will raise us up.


Rain rolling through skies,

finds the bed, tangled blankets,

dreaming miracles.


Turn off the lights and

in the darkness multiply,

seen and unseen dreams.


Thanks for reading! Cheers!


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