Thursday, June 3, 2010
Being a Grown-up is Boring
I go to parks with my kids all the time. Usually, I'm all alone. Being that I arrive alone, I have two choices. I can sit on the bench and watch my kids have fun. Perhaps I could bring along a book. Or I can get up and get in the game with them and actually have fun.
But when I look around, sometimes I see other moms there who also don't have a friend to chat with while their children play. I never see any of these other moms playing with their kids. I'll see them walking around to check on them, maybe pushing them on the swings, or catching them at the bottom of the slide, but I hardly ever see them climbing up with their children to slide down with them in one big long train or hang on the monkey bars with them or even swinging alongside them.
So I've decided. Being a grown-up is boring. I refuse to be boring. So I will play with my kids whenever I can. Because I don't want to be boring.
By the way...I can still do a back flip off the swing. My kids thought I was awesome.