Thoughts of the Young

Subject	Thoughts of the Young
DateCreated	1/19/2006 5:37:00 PM
PostedDate	1/19/2006 5:00:00 PM
Body	I was thinking today about something my little boy had said to me awhile back. He came up to me in the kitchen and said, " Hey Mom, you know what?" I said, "What?" He said, " Well you realize that the older you get the more Smarts you lose." I said, " Is that right?" and laughed a bit. Then he said, " Yes, and that means that right now I am smarter than you cause your old, but don't worry I am growing up and I am loosing some of my Smarts everyday too!"  What a funny kid. Then later that same week were outside burning trash, he came up to me looking very serious. I said, " Whats Up?" He looked up at me with thoughtful eyes and said, " The way I look at it I have two choices in life." I looked back a bit surprised this sentence came out of a 5 year old! I said," Well what are they" He said, " Well I figure I can be a farmer or a construction guy and thats it." I grinned and said, " Well you know you can be both! Farmers do construction work and some construction workers live on farms." He thought about that for a bit and said, " Well I think I am going to be a construction worker, cause the way I see it, God made construction men first. That way everyone else would have someplace to live!"  Now how cute is that? It got me thinking about when I was his age. When I was his age, I was always going out on little ventures with my dog Roscoe Beema. We would walk all over town and sometimes venture out in the country. (Wonder what my Mom was doing?) lol I was more interested in seeing how other people lived. Mrs. Neibor was my neighbor and she always made me lemonade and taught me how to play to bridge. She was fun. I remember thinking her son was so cute! I used to chase him around with my naked barbie doll. Boy could he run fast. lol We ate grapes off the vine and talked about growing up. We were gonna get married and be Vet's and save every animal, and of course raise sheep. lmao You know I ran into his sisters awhile back and he never did get married. hmmmm wonder if he is still waiting for me? hehehe Then I would round up my brother and drag him off on a picnic. The prettiest place was the cemetary. We would walk the mile or so out there and picked  the grave site that looked as if no one cared about them. The way we seen it this person needed some company. We would sit and have lunch and talk about what that persons life was like. We always came up with grand stories and we were positive that person liked us visiting them. Of course before we left we tried to find some pretty wild flower to put on the grave site. We smiled and walked back arm in arm.   Its nice to think back about some of things I did as a child. Lemonade Stands, selling Christmas cards, playing in mud puddles, sledding down big hills, until you just could not possibly walk back up one more time. :)   Oh selling Christmas cards! I used to dress my brother in ragged clothes, make him go bare foot. I would instruct him to look real SAD as the people would open the door. What a little saleswoman I was! lol It worked great too. I sold tons of cards and gave my little bro a cut of the profits. hehehe   I have carried many of those traits over into my adult life. It will be fun watching my little guy grow up and seeing what he chooses in life. I believe everyone should remember the pure thoughts they had as a child. Sometimes it really helps in the big old grown up world. Judy Chandlee