What the hell do children think?
I was sitting at the bus station and reading when a little girl with pigtails ran up to me and smiled, then started running around a tree. She’d stop and play up her panting, then see me, giggle, and start again. Soon a little boy from a different family started doing the same thing, and they began to play tag, hope on one leg, and basically make up their own game. I just sat back and watched as they played and the girl would keep coming up and sitting next to me, then run off again. On the bus they were doing that lip/finger noise thing to each other and if the boy’s mother tickled him and caused him to laugh, the little girl would start howling with laughter.
Ah, kids. Funny because I woke up this morning and was thinking of what age I’d let my kids have a cell phone and such other things.
