Maybe you'll find that, by watching a child at play, you'll tap into some of the playfulness inside you - remembering your own childhood and discovering new things about yourself.
- Mister Rogers
I remember when my older sister and I took her baby girl to the park a few years ago. I wasn't a mom yet and I've got to tell you, I was jealous. We had so much fun sliding and swinging and playing with her little baby girl. She got to hang out with that little person every day! Parents get to 'play kid' again. What fun!
And yet, now that I have my own adorable, fun 9-month-old baby boy, there's laundry, cleaning, cooking, errands, discipline... lots of things to keep me from play.
Oh, but Junior longs for Mom to get down on the floor with him. He loves to explore with me by his side. I love when we're reading and he sees something interesting on the page and looks up at me with questions in his eyes, "What is that, Mommy?" Or when he gets excited and bouncy just because I came to sit beside him while he studies his toys.
Playing with my son helps him to bond with me, but it does more than that. It gives me sweet memories with him that help me bond with him. Playing with my son (and my nieces) is a wonderful time to be goofy and fun and enjoy childhood again. It's a refreshing break from all that laundry, cleaning and errands.
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