FUN?!?!
As I put my children to bed Friday night, the oldest looked up at me and said "Mommy I had fun at the hospital today." And my *adult* mind is thinking "FUN?! You have got to be crazy!!"
Fun is not holding back the tears while calling the doctor's office to see if they can get your five year old daughter in right after a car door closed on her fingers! And being told to go to the pediatric ER because the X-ray tech didn't come in that day.
Fun is not being so scared that you cannot think straight, and thinking at the same time how crowded the pediatric ER usually is and the wait we'll have, and all those other *parent* thoughts that we have.
But I guess the fun part is asking Mommy to park at the top of the parking garage so that we can "see everything!" (and Mommy doing it!) And the race to the elevators to press the buttons (and knowing which button to press). And the fun elevator rides that tickle your tummy. One ride they even sat down to feel the tummy tickle even more. And races up and down the stairs.
I am wondering to myself if I shouldn't become more like my children? That maybe I should start to look for the fun things to do in the mundane? That maybe, just maybe, life is an adventure to be lived and enjoyed and not just endured?
