I want one of those
My cousin, Kim, and her family are visiting us this week. Their first night here we played Yahtzee. I watched Kim try to teach her nine year-old twins how to play strategically, and then laughed when they ignored her advice and took a chance on rolling a straight or a full house. I thought to myself, I want one of those.
For New Years, my friends and I went to an indoor water park. We were relaxing in a shallow corner of the pool, when this little girl sat next to me. She looked up at me and grinned, “I can swim under the water.” Then she stuck her head in the water – more of her body was out than in – and proceeded to swim two feet. “See,” she said. I applauded her efforts and told her that she did a good job. And I remember thinking, I want one of those.
Alexandra wrote about spending some “girl time” with her daughter, and the unknowingly profound thing her little girl said, “The thing I like about painting is if you don’t like the way something turns out, you can just paint over it, or make it different.” I smiled and thought, I want one of those.
I often say that I don’t want kids. Sometimes it’s easier to say that you don’t want something because you’re afraid that you’ll never have it. But sometimes you can’t escape the truth. So, today I admit it – I want kids. Tomorrow I might be in denial again.
So, do you have kids? If you do, what’s your favorite thing about being a parent? If not, do you want to have kids? Or are you on the fence?