Carnival
Wouldn’t it be awesome if everything in life was a fun filled ride for us?
It’s that way for my granddaughter.
She’s 9 months old (or close enough to say that).
Everything she looks at is fascinating to her.
Of course, everything she looks at is destined for her mouth if she can reach it too!
But everything is certainly pure entertainment.
As this picture of her in a scan bin at the airport clearly shows.
But it wasn’t amusing for all those around.
In fact, at least one person took it very poorly and demanded I take her out of the security bin.
But several others seemed to find big smiles and a few laughs as they watched.
And that’s what life ought to be.
A carnival.
One fun ride after another.
Sometimes we’ll crash during those rides, and we may have some bumps and bruises for a while.
But the carnival is still there.
And we need to get back on the ride.
And find those smiles.
And give those smiles.
And every now and then act like a 9 month old!