today i went with my dd's 3rd grade class for their end of the year picnic at the park. 94 kids. i have watched these kids from 1st grade so am familiar and know a lot of them (i used to volunteer a lot in the lower grades).Â
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i had a nice long conversation with them today.
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and many of them (<sigh> my babies) told me how their life is full of both. they have happy times but they also have a lot of hard times. some said more sad than happy.Â
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that big full faced naive smile from 1st grade is gone. i notice with my own dd. that 3 year old full belief that the world is a wonderful place is gone.Â
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perhaps i am talking about maturing. they are still babies sitting on their moms laps, being kids at the picnic... but i do notice that naive spark is gone from them.Â
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its not like their 3 year old selves going i didnt get my icecream for bfast so i am going to throw a mighty tantrum and then be done with it and then run off to do their own thing soooo happy (i dont quite know what word to use here. no not bliss).Â
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a lot of them have gone through hard times and some are doing it now.Â
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they are so reacting to the realities of life. like even if they are clowning around it doesnt quite reach their eye.
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is that your experience too?














