Don't blink...

Man...my daughter is a wonder to behold. I still get overwhelmed by the 'simplicity' of her existence. She's entertained by small things...like drinking straws and purses full of crayons.

And even the 'bling' of life barely phases her. For example, in spite of our huge TV and hi-tech system and hundreds (?) of movies to watch, for her it boils down to one thing: "Watch Shrek." Even then, she's only amused by the character of Shrek. The plot of the movie? Irrelevant. She can't comprehend it. She watches and says things like, "There's Shrek." "There's Fiona." or "Shrek fall down." LOL. It's a lot of fun to watch a movie for the umpteenth time with her just to see that...

Monday, she found a small pocket-size "The Message" translation of the Bible, and she's been carrying that around for days... She knows it's a Bible and she knows it's about "Zesus" (you should hear her say that).

I love my kid. As a parent, I feel I should be teaching her, but she teaches me more about life than I thought possible. For her, it's so easy. She doesn't get mad at people who cut mom or dad off in traffic. She doesn't overanalyze things people say like we do. She doesn't yet know animosity, baggage, or anything like that. And I love it. It's so simple for her. And a lesson for me.

And I know she loves me. When I get consumed by things like my own baggage or varying issues and don't feel like doing anything, she will actually come up to me, put her head down on my knee and ask, "Dadda all right?" And then, at that moment, I'm ashamed I've let things consume me...and awed by the caring actions from this small child who doesn't care about the issues but only cares that I'm obviously 'bothered' by something...

I could learn a lot from my kid...