I love kids. I love their feet. I love their smiles. I love what they choose to smile about. I love that when they get a free game in a happy meal that includes a deck of cards they immediately start “playing” the game. My two little girls are sitting on the floor with smaller than normal sized cards between them playing some game they invented in their head in a matter of minutes. I asked them if they wanted me to read the instructions and teach them the “real” game and they said, “no, we already have a game we are playing.” That is pretty cool. I’m not exactly sure how the rules work… I have noticed that the 6 year old seems to be winning more than the 4 year old (before you start feeling sorry for the 4 year old, know that she will always alert me to any injustice she feels … and if I don’t act quickly enough she will take matters into her own hands). They are happily engaged in a game of their own creation and I had no hand in trying to get them to do it or create it for them. We don’t have to “teach” creativity and imagination. It is a God-given gift. Today I’m thanking God for putting that creativity in each of us… and taking the time to enjoy how that creativity comes out in my children. It’s so fun….. and… it’s a process.
