I had a fantastic experience this morning. While working in my home office, I heard my son playing upstairs. “ROOOOAAARRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!” He was playing with his new toys.
Last night we went to Target to get some window treatments, and bought our boy a couple $2 plastic toy dinosaurs. The rest of the evening he had those two toys, he called them “Toorex” (t-rex) and “Staygo” (stegosaurus). Staygo is the “good” dinosaur, and toorex the bad. Turns out Toorex wanted to hurt a princess and Grant and Staygo were trying to save her by defeating Toorex with lot’s of loud “ROOOAAAARRS!”
So he went to bed holding them, and the moment he woke this morning, snatched them up and began the “ROAAAARRING,” afresh. I came upstairs to see what all the commotion was about – and there he was, all bleary-eyed, still half-asleep, ROARING his heart out.
As a parent, those sounds are quite remarkable. The sight of your child just playing totally enjoying himself is amazing. And it’s a great reminder that we don’t need all the latest, greatest stuff. Kids are beautiful and innocent and creative and imaginative. As adults, we often forget the fact that play involves those things more than it involves expensive toys. You see it every Christmas morning across America when all those big expensive toys get pulled out of the boxes that become the favorite toy by the end of the day.
So this morning, my four-year-old reminded me of the wonder that life holds, if we’ll simply take the time to view it through the eyes of innocence and creativity.