The Roc invariably begins his bedtime prayers the same way:
"Dear God: Thank you for this fun day."
It doesn't matter if we've spent this day getting vaccinations, waiting around for a tow truck to fix our broken-down car, running tedious errands, going stir-crazy from being trapped indoors by rain or illness, failing miserably at potty-training, searching for our car in the mall parking lot, screaming at each other, or sitting in traffic. On some level, it's all fun to The Roc. Like a small, fluffy dog, he views the world as an endless succession of games and treats. In fact, on our very worst days, I am always cheered up by the knowledge that, at the end of the day, The Roc will only remember the fun parts, however few and far between.
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If I didn't know first-hand how adorable this child is I'd have a hard time believing it!
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Awwww...he is always having fun, because it's always new. And at least according to this new book by Alison Gopnik, (has to be Adam Gopnik's sister? I remember him saying in an essay once in the New yorker, when discussing his daughter's worrying "imaginary friend" that they'd placed a call to his psychiatrist sister....), kids brains are definitely on "soak up" mode for a while, and don't necessarily question or critically think about much until the brains are more fully formed. INteresting stuff. Which you're probably experiencing first hand...which may not make it as "interesting". ;)) But here you go: http://www.nybooks.com/articles/23694
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