Sugar and Spice, frogs and mice

I spent the afternoon running around Neola with these cool cats. Chasing frogs, riding horses, and watching the sun go down. Although we had a minor accident with the horse, and flipflop feet........we chalked it up to Friday the 13th, and got back in the saddle. We topped it off with smores, a KILLER dinner, and some unforgettable memories. 

I'm constantly amazed with the wonder of being a child. Watching every moment be filled with excitement and amazement is truly specific to a child. It's simple really, uncomplicated, and easy. I wonder if adults will ever find their way back to the pure joy of being happy, unabandoned. As a society we hold ourselves back from that emotion. We don't build swings and slides at the park big enough for adults....why is that? Maybe the world would be happier if every once in a while we threw sand, rolled down a grass hill, tried to swing over the bar, made a mud pie, and ran through the rain like we were never going to turn around. Being a child is not an age, it's a state of mind, never forgotten.