Keeping Up

This evening Byron got a new scooter (an impulse purchase) and for a long while we witnessed pure, unfiltered, untroubled, unlimited joy. For his sensory processing, the scooter is a perfect combination of vestibular sensation (feeling his body fly through the air, balanced on leg) and proprioception (pushing off the keep the scooter going), both of which he craves. But you know, scooters also just plain fun. There’s something wonderful and memorable about playing at dusk, wearing out the day and putting it to bed. There’s even more wonderful in being able to go faster than your parents can run.

Childhood is made of moments like these. I hope B. can remember it, to keep it like a leaf or a lucky coin, and come back to it when he needs to.

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