Wednesday, April 9, 2008

A Parenting Contradiction

One of the perks of parenthood is getting to experience again the joy of childhood through the lives of my children.

I get to watch kid movies.

I get to read kid books.

I get to color with crayons.

I get to wrestle.

I get to wander through the yard in search of treasures and critters.

I get to play on the playground.

I get to play tag and hide-and-go-seek.

I get to believe in Santa Clause and the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy.

So, if being a parent allows me to revert in some fashion to childhood, to participate in childish activities and live, in those moments, a carefree existence, why does... body have aches in joints and muscles I didn't even know existed? body pop and creak anytime I stand up or sit down? hair sprout grays exponentially? face grow wrinkles at an alarming rate? hands look more like my grandma's and less like my sons'?

Parenthood: The Fountain-of-Youth for the heart and soul, the Aging Accelerant for the body.


Unknown said...

LOL!!! So true :)

Joeprah said...

Yep, that about sums it up for me too, cept, my hands don't look like your grandmoms. ;)

Angie @ KEEP BELIEVING said...

You got that right!


Damama T said...

LOL! You are too funny!