One of my favorite places to be is on the carousel at the Children’s Museum here in town. It is such a happy place. It is a place where you can witness parents enjoying their children. It is a place where both young and old are carefree. Yesterday I was amused by a man video-taping his young boy riding up and down, up and down on a big white horse. The camera in his hand was also going up and down, up and down. That’s going to be a fun one to watch at future home-video nights!
Then there was a man who pretty much looked homeless. I might have been afraid of him if he approached me on the street because of how he was dressed and his crazy hair. But, here he was, sitting next to his child on the carousel. He and his daughter were both wearing wide smiles. She obviously didn’t care how he looked. At this age all she cared about was that he loved her and was spending time with her.
Then there was the young mother with a small baby who sat on the carousel bench. She stood her baby up on her lap and rocked him back and forth with the music. She smiled and cooed at him. And he smiled and cooed back.
Scenes like these not only amuse, they also warm the soul. I’m heartened to see so many parents enjoying their children and making memories together.
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