The Missing See-Saw…

Posted by admin on April 18, 2008

“Papa , it’s gone !”

“What’s gone ?” I replied somewhat perplexed by my daughters anxiety.

“The see-saw !” she splurted out with a wrinkled lip and tiny wet streaks running down her cheeks.

“Oh !” was the best I could muster over something that to me was so trivial.

“What have they done!” I continued quickly trying to redeem myself.

“That was my favorite see-saw” she said , still totally overwhelmed and befuddled.

“Maybe they have taken it away to repair it” I said with as convincing a voice as I could muster.

“Why would they do that ?” she asked, waiting for my reply like a novice anticipating the wisdom of their learned guru.

“There’s always the swing, you like the swing, don’t you?” I said a little embarrassed with my anti-climax.

Looking at me with the face of one who just gobbled a dozen unripe lemons, she made her way to the swing.

As adults, most of us become a little hardened by our environment, circumstance and age.

For us parents, what may have little value or importance, can be monumental to our kids.

They are fresh to this world and in great need of security both from their guardians and the continuing familiarity of their surroundings.

It’s easy for us to adjust to change but for younger minds these changes can be psychologically disturbing.

Being a house husband is allowing me to once again see the world through the eyes of a child and helping me to remember the things in life which are truly important.