When I look at Little One, I often think of how good it was to be young and carefree. Our biggest worries when we were kids were being away from Mom for an extended period of time and what toy we'd play with next. I remember warm summer days and playing with my brother, cousins and friends until dark. Those were the days when we used to run around and play street hockey or hide and go seek without our parents worrying too much. Everyone on the street knew everyone. It was still relatively safe for us to play outdoors (sort of unattended). We'd run through sprinklers and go on make-believe journeys. We'd ride our bikes and play outside until our parents called us in for dinner.

I miss those days.


Yes, life is pretty sweet when you're a baby.