It always amazes me how certain things that seem so ordinary and simple to adults can be so fascinating and magical to children. Take for example--whipped cream. It is not foreign to us, we've all seen it and have tasted it. Some of us may like it more than others--but bottom line: we've all become so used to it, to the point that it no longer makes us smile.
And that is sad, isn't it?
Since when did we become immune to whipped cream?
In a way, children are like whipped cream: Pure, white, innocence--Smooth and sweet.
With their bright eyes beaming, they stare mesmerized at the magical swirls of white fluffy perfection. And I stand watching them, as their smiles stretch across their porcelain cheeks.
kids make things so simple. it's refreshing. I love babysitting sometimes because it forces me to re-engage my immagination and usually sparks some creativity. Nice thougt.
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