On earth as BOY

As many of you know (or currently my two devoted followers) -I have two little boys.  The eyes through which they see the world truly amazes me.  Daily I wish I had on hand a recorder...every second of the day.  It would serve many purposes.  It would catch those little things you hope to remember later to write down. It would catch the way things are spoken, it would keep daddy in the loop during these long days...and it would keep us honest.  Have you ever wondered just what each day must be like to a little person... not the PC little person, but our little people-our kids.  My memories don't re-play in minute by minute segments..just odd perspectives from being small, and little clips here and there.  I can describe some moments so clearly and then have no idea something else even occurred in my life.  Anyway, they amaze me when they have a very hard day and still say, it was a really good day.  They also amaze me when a perfectly good day is just "scrapped" as Joaren puts it; when one little moment at the end of the day overshadows all the rest.  When exactly does balance come in our development? When exactly is the moment when things even out inside and we don't see things through such a black and white filter?  I'd really love to know.  That just begs another question, and another, and another.  Is that what we really want? Do we really want balance, or the black and white to disappear into a sturdy gray?  Do we as adults even change how we see things from childhood, or do we just pretend?  How much does God change these things, and how much of it, did he design just this way that won't change?  So many questions..I could go on. 

For the sake of not, I shall continue building upon my original thought.  As a child, our perspectives are built.  How much of it is really boy perception, and girl IDK...but life is interesting, and hopefully weather we see in black and white or in gray...we still have joy.  

In leaving you tonight, I just wanted to say... According to Joaren, Mary was told by the angel that she was going to have a baby tomorrow, and he was born that night!

It's funny how he can think that, since he just went through a long waiting with my pregnancy of Hope. But it made me think- how something is said can change perspectives a lot.  It only takes one phrase, in one not so thought out kids book or something like that, to make an assumption that lasts for ages until truth is discovered elsewhere.  Laughter happens a lot these days. It's all in perspective.