Life as a child must be such an amazing and exciting experience. I have been giving a lot of thought to what it would be like if, for one crazy, madcap day, we could become children again, still retaining what we know now. How much would it change of how we view the world? I believe there are various principles that we lose over time, as we grow up and become jaded by our contact with the world, that perhaps we could use more of in our lives as we live them now. Just watching the boys and Little Miss Snoopy over this time of being away on a family holiday, I have come up with these Guiding Light Principles of being a child that we could apply to our adult lives with very little detriment, and perhaps a whole lot of benefit:


Principle Number Three: Feel. It never ceases to amaze me how much emotion my little ones can squeeze into the smallest occurrences. A little act like biting one's tongue in the middle of eating something nice can provoke heart-rending howls far unequal to the trauma of the occasion. Likewise, putting on their new Spiderman outfits is a moment suffused with such excitement and breathless anticipation they almost are unable to speak (almost). They seem to experience emotion in a purer, more distilled form than we do, and are not ashamed to give vent to those feelings. We should learn to laugh with feeling, heartily and without reserve, and conversely to cry and grieve, and perhaps there would be less depression in the world?

Principle Number Five: If you love someone, tell them. Unreservedly, and without wondering how they are going to receive it. And also without expecting anything in return. When the twins snuggle their little bodies into bed beside me in the mornings, they unreservedly utter "I love you Soooo much Mama". They also seem to think that I am "the most beautiful lady in the whole world" (ah, to have a pair of those eyes again!). What would it do to the ones we love if we told them that sort of thing every day? And how would our relationships change?
Principle Number Six: Sometimes the best presents we can give are the simplest things, but those which involve a bit of effort. There is something about the wilted flower that is proffered in a grubby fist that outstrips all the perfumes, jewels and money in the world. And it doesn't matter if that fist is a small, childlike one, or that of the man in your life!

There are so many more principles - perhaps this could be part one of a series! But suffice it to say that there is so much we can learn from our kids - what are yours' teaching you every day, if you take the time to listen to their lessons instead of giving too many of your own?
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