Today was good. Today was fun. Tomorrow is another one.
When he worked, he really worked. But when he played, he really PLAYED.
Adults are just obsolete children and the hell with them.
Iām glad we had the times together just to laugh and sing a song, seems like we just got started and then before you know it, the times we had together were gone.
Everything stinks until it's finished.
Children want the same things we want. To laugh, to be challenged, to be entertained, and delighted.