Continuing on my thoughts on the “Children Full of Life” series, I thought about how I consider my son to be a great teacher after watching the above clip (part 3). Children see things differently, and it’s important to treat them as equals. Recently, I’ve facing quite a lot of uncertainty as I uproot myself from my current routines and try something new. I try my best to keep centered, but last week, my son asked me:
“Daddy, where’s your happy face?”
Xeius went on about how I used to always have it, and recently I didn’t. He was right. My worry was written all over my face, and I probably was affecting the people around me and particularly him. I remember the last time I faced such uncertainty, it was when I had him. Xeius came at what I could say was an inconvenient time, and I wasn’t prepared to be a father. Funny how things have changed and now he’s my teacher.
So, often I observe my son for simplicity. For example, he’s got a LOT of fancy toys given to him by lots of people who love him. When he’s visiting me, I don’t have a lot of toys to offer him, but he doesn’t care. He can spend hours on end searching and playing with bugs under rocks, riding a bike with me, or by making new friends in the playground.