Kids Week

When did we stop jumping in puddles and watching our shadows? When did we stop getting excited about fireworks and catching potato bugs? When was it that we decided we knew all the stars and the shapes in the clouds were not enough entertainment? At what point did the waves and flowers lose our interest? When did we leave that world of childhood behind? As I watch the 100s of children run around this place, or the 8 that I take care off I am transported back. Now as they leave and we fast forward several years I will miss these things. I'll miss the small hands and how they constantly wanted to braid my hair. I'll miss the carefree mornings and the juice stained faces. I'll miss the looks of awe and admiration over the smallest feats. I'll miss how all the little things are noticed and how easily forgiveness is given and how honesty is just a subconscious part of life. I'll miss this. I never thought I'd day it, but I'll miss Kids Week.