2/24/2013 9:55:00 PM AROUND THE BLUHMIN' TOWN Column: Kids really do rule the world - because they can
By Judy Bluhm
I think kids (and grandkids) rule the world. I suppose I've always known this fact, but now with four grandsons, it's crystal clear. I volunteered to take care of my friend's 2-year old grandbaby who had an ear infection and for one day all things came to a screeching halt (except him - he really can screech). He wanted to be wrapped up in a blanket like a burrito, snug like a bug in a rug, held at all times. Wouldn't it be grand if when we adults got sick we could get the same kind of treatment? Instead, we take our cold medications and forge on, coughing, sneezing, (and miserable) while infecting everyone around us.
Being a baby does have its privileges. If you're sick, loving people will rearrange their lives just to hold and take care of you. Medicine is always sweetened with cherry syrup. You don't have to do anything except rest and sip nourishing drinks. You can watch Sesame Street and lie around in your pajamas all day. Special soft stuffed animals and the fluffiest of blankets are usually close by. You may even get presents.
A woman in Prescott Valley emailed, claiming that, "The only time I ever relax is when the kids are home sick. Then I get to take off from work, slow down and enjoy myself." Have we become such a fast-paced society that we can't turn off our cell phones unless the kids are home with the flu? Hmm, I must admit, sitting in a rocking chair in the middle of the day holding a baby, while watching the Lion King video was a nice change of pace.
Kids rule the world in other ways. It's called homework. Have you ever tried to make a muscle? Our 11-year-old grandson, Brandon, had this task as a science project. It could have been titled, "How many adults does it take to make a fake muscle?" My husband Doug had something rigged up in the garage while I was trying to attach rubber bands to some chicken bones, and my daughter was creating something out of clay. What fun. Brandon had other ideas and showed little interest in an anatomy project.
None of us adults managed to create much of a muscle. Hey, whose homework was it anyway? While we were all sweating out the muscle project, Brandon was on to other things. He did learn that a giraffe has the same number of neck bones as a human, which is kind of weird. He also discovered that94 bones end up? In other words, who cares about muscles?
Oh, but I digress. Kids rule the universe because we're all in their orbit. Childhood is that great time of life when a runny nose is more crucial than a board meeting, when a fever can change the course of a well-planned day, when a special homework assignment can become a family project and a soccer game may dictate what's cooking for dinner. The old African saying is true; "It takes an entire village to raise one child."
Of course, some aspects of childhood would be nice to carry over to our adult lives. Let's just all cry when we're sick and simply refuse to work. Let others take care of us when we get the sniffles. Maybe we should ask for help when we have hard assignments instead of struggling alone. Perhaps we should wonder more about science and nature. We could worry less about planning our day and spend more time living our lives. We could find magic in trying to figure out how the world works, instead of always trying to change it. Maybe we could play team sports again, just because it's fun to run around a field with a group of other people who really care about us.
Hey, kids rule the world because they can! Let's all emulate their enthusiasm. After all, isn't it really delicious fun to search the backyard looking for some special bug to place in a jar so you take it to school as part of a "nature report?" When is the last time you laughed jumping through a mud puddle? Oh, and let's not forget how cozy it is to wrap ourselves up in a blanket like a burrito. Let's get back to simple pleasures! Oh, and if you have a cold, do not simply follow your doctor's advice. Instead, do what the kids do. Just stay in your pajamas, watch happy videos and keep warm all day. Don't even try to accomplish anything important. Sleep, drink fluids, take your medicine and have someone take care of you! And, if you're really lucky, you'll get to sit on someone's lap for a very long time. Until next week, Dear Readers, stay well and live life like a child.
Judy Bluhm is a writer and a local realtor who lives in Skull Valley. Have a comment or a story? Email Judy at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Posted: Tuesday, February 26, 2013
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ALL TOO SERIOUS
@ reality check we all take life much too seriously. We are all given only one life to live and all too often I find that my days, weeks, and even years fly by in a blur. Two jobs, three jobs, I used to be that person too, now I have one job, not the best pay but we don't live beyond our means. So what if we can't afford new clothes all the time, who cares that we can't eat out, or drive a new car, or that we don't have any savings? Yeah we live pay check to pay check, and sometimes the bills are overdue. I will relish every opportunity to "emulate their enthusiasm"and when I lie on my death bed, I am pretty sure that I won't be thinking "wow, I really wish that I had spent more time working."
"Let's all emulate their enthusiasm?" really, and who has time to be a child again when most have to work 2 jobs? I do think at 18 yrs. old you need to put the childish toys away, Ms. Bluhm. There is a "time to be a child and a time to grow up". Children do not rule the world, only live in it and let's hope they grow up to be responsible adults.