Let them GO

At the park today I saw a large group of kids prowling about the grounds. It seemed to be lead by two big boys and then lots of little minions. They looked like they were having a great time. Hiding from each other, dashing in and out of the picnic bench area and almost all of them were carrying stick in their hands.

I love seeing kids at play. It makes my heart warm.

Today, my best friend from childhood was with me. We recalled days when we used to get on our bikes and GO. When I say go, I mean GO. For hours we would be gone riding all over the north Texas country side. We also talked about how we would walk a few miles to go to Braum's and play on the tennis court of the local high school.

But alas, just as most kid-type things these days it was spoiled. Not by bugs, not by weather, not by dinner time...their fun was spoiled by a mom who didn't like the mischief.

I guess kids can't be trusted these days and the small sign of independence these children were exuding was too much for her. She marched over to their pack and disbanded the union. Disappointed kids turned in opposite directions and they all dissipated back to an area of the park where their parents could stand over them every single second.