Children
11/15/2006 03:28 a.m.
Whether in word or deed children reflect to us the images of what we did right, or even what we did that was wrong in their upbringing. It seems that no matter how much one tries to instill the best of values what is usually reflected back may not always echo those sterling morals and disciplined actions in everyday life, where it apparently counts most.

Child rearing is said to be one of the most rewarding and challenging calls we may ever answer. It seems that of all the great decisions such as purchasing a home or a new vehicle all suddenly pale in comparison to having, loving, and teaching our precious kids.

It all starts our innocently enough; holding that precious bundle, doting, and lavishing all of the love and affection in the universe on this precious gift of life. It even reflects back some of the smiles and mirth apparent on the face of the parent, from time to time. Even when it is just the automatic reflex from having a gas bubble we seem to regard it is the greatest reward or payment ever received.

The young and tender years of toilet training and animation seem to never end; all of the brightly colored Discovery toys, books, and aimless games that are supposed to teach cooperation and which are designed to enhance hand – eye coordination are all too quickly a thing of the distant past. These years are replaced quite innocently by the onset of Primary School and all of the delights of early education.

It begins with the pace of an easy jog and ends every summer in a gut wrenching sprint for both the young Mom and the inexperienced Dad. All the while imprinting is taking place, both from the parents and also from the children with whom our wee ones have contact. This seems as likely an endorsement for home schooling as any.

Childhood is replaced by adolescence and we begin to see traits we were sure the little darlings never got from us well-intentioned adults. This does not wane, but rather waxes into an interesting melding and blending of each of the parental contributors.

One can see and appreciate all that is great about each of his offspring and all the while recognize with disdain the lesser character traits often found looking back from within
I am currently Reflective
I am listening to distant laughter of children