The most outrageous things entertain children. All parents, aunts, uncles, and grandparents remember that first Christmas. You know, the one where the kids would rather play with the bow, paper and/or box than the $50 toy that was inside.
Yesterday we brought home our newest family member, Charlie. If you weren't aware, he's a dog-- and a cute one at that. Today, for over an hour, the kids played together like they were having the time of their lives! "Awh, it's so great they were having that much fun with the dog," you may think. But, the thing that entertained them for over an hour today was not the new dog (at least not for this particular hour). What were they playing with, you may wonder. Well, they were playing with nothing more than the dog cage. Yes, the cage. At one point, Trynity grabbed the dog's rope and pulled it inside only to realize that that wasn't as fun. That was actually meant to be a toy, whether for the dog or not.
I watched and laughed. Charlie Brown Dog looked at them wondering why they had more fun in there than he did. Kinzey, our other dog, looked up every once in a while with the look of "they're not going to trick me to go in there."
It started with Ryen as the Gate Keeper. Then, Trynity took over; the boys were then her hostages. No attempts to break free were tolerated and she made sure they were well aware. The screamed, they laughed, they tickled and the boys went along with the hostile takeover.
So I wonder where all of our imagination went to and at what point it disappeared. When did we start to choose the $50 over the box? When did we realize that it was just a box? At what age did we discover that running around in a circle really just made us dizzy and fall on the ground? When did making ourselves dizzy enough to fall on the ground become not fun?
I hope, at least most of us, still have the ability to appreciate their innocence.
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