Boy, n.: a noise with dirt on it. ~Not Your Average Dictionary

I love how simple life is for Alby.  People talk about what important teachers parents are for their children, how important it is for parents to give their children the right upbringing, the right foundations and the right start in life.  Well, the more time I spend with Alby the more convinced I am that it’s him doing the teaching and him providing the grounding.

I’ve been searching for a quote I have in the back of my head about how children provide the adults around them with a second childhood, a new lease of life.   I can’t find the quote but the essence of the words are the same. 

My life is usually spent in a mad dash from one thing to another.  I spend my time thinking always about what is coming next, what needs to be done later and even what I can see in the distance. 

With Alby life becomes simple joy. The whole world becomes a toy box and there is no such thing as dashing about.  Not only does he bring out my inner child, but demands that my inner child is a tom boy.  Sticks, puddles and stones are most definitely top of the list.  I confess that when worms come to the fore my enthusiasm may die somewhat but for the moment I’m loving the sneaky peek into Alby’s world and try to make sure I have a look in every day.

Annoyingly I thought I had some footage of Alby stomping in puddles.  Don’t know where they are hiding but I did get these snaps outside nursery last week…

Stick rule #1: If it's not bigger than you it's not worth it

Stick rule #2: Must be good at poking

Stick rule #3: Must be good at bashing (in this case trees)

I’m not the biggest fan of Rousseau but I stumbled upon this quote in my earlier googling session and I think it’s a good un. 

 

You are worried about seeing him spend his early years in doing nothing.  What!  Is it nothing to be happy?  Nothing to skip, play, and run around all day long?  Never in his life will he be so busy again.  ~Jean-Jacques Rousseau