7 Ways Kids are Just Way Better People Than Adults

IMG_4405An Uplifting Guest Post from Andrew Kardon

My posts generally tend to lean towards the funny, goofy, wacky side that most daddy bloggers seem to enjoy. But for this post, Brandy actually preferred a more inspirational type one. Knowing that Brandy and her daughter created an awesome self-esteem book together, and just having gotten to know her over the past year or so, I was more than happy to oblige. While I’ve never met her in person, I can always count on Brandy for a laugh or some solid support. I’m proud to call her one of my blogging friends. Thanks very much, Brandy, for letting me borrow your blog for the next 800 words or so…

Kids are just awesome. I don’t mean just mine (’cause they’re the most awesomest, of course), but all kids. They’re just these adorable little non-stop questioning balls of pure energy. In fact, in many ways, kids are so much better than adults.

No, I’m not just talking about that whole “children are our future” line. I’m specifically honing in on what they do, how they think, what they say, etc. What follows are 7 ways in which kids are just way better people than adults. Folks of all ages could do well to pay attention the next time they’re interacting with a bunch of toddlers. After all, if you’re not careful, you just may learn a thing or two.

1. Pure Imagination - Save for Willie Wonka, Pee Wee Herman and the late Michael Jackson, no adult gives much thought to fantasy land. Kids, on the other hand, let their imagination guide them on a daily basis. My youngest son Ryan can make a game out of just about anything, including a set of keys or a salt and pepper shaker.

2. Color Blind - This one has nothing to do with eyesight, and everything to do with skin color. Unlike a number of adults, kids couldn’t care less if your skin is white, black, brown, tan, orange, purple, whatever! What they do care about is that you’re a nice kid who likes to have fun. That’s it. And that’s all it should be.

3. Inquisitive - More adults (myself included) should stop accepting so many things as is, and instead start asking a lot more questions. Just because something’s been done a certain way for decades, doesn’t mean it’s the right way to do it. To kids, everything is a new experience so questioning is one valuable tool they have to help them learn. While missing half of the dialogue in the latest Star Trek movie thanks to a zillion questions like, “Is that guy Mr. Spork?” or “Why did he kill that guy?” can be a bit frustrating, I still love that fact that my kids won’t just sit idly by without understanding something.

4. Disabilities – It’s interesting how parents are super quick to notice even the most minor of disabilities in another child. They may try to act differently to make things less awkward, which of course, always backfires. But kids? Well in rare instances will a kid even ask another kid what happened or what’s wrong with them. And even then, after being told about a disability, most kids would simply respond with something simple like, “So, do you want to play?”

5. Dream Big – Ask any kid what they want to be when they grow up and what kind of answers do you get? Major League Baseball player. Astronaut. Ballerina. President of the United States. Notice that no kid ever says, “An accountant!” You’d be hard pressed to find a youngling longing for a career in advertising or plumbing. Kids dream big and they believe 1000% in those dreams. And that’s just 12 kinds of awesomesauce! Adults get way too complacent in their lives, not just in their careers. Just because we’re older, doesn’t mean we still can’t dream. And if we push ourselves enough, we can actually take a stab at making those dreams become reality.

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6. Honest Enthusiasm – When’s the last time you got super excited about something? I’m talking about grinning ear to ear as you literally jump up and down on the couch excited. Unless your name is Tom Cruise and you’re on the Oprah Show, chances are the last time was five minutes past never. Yes, we get excited. We scream. We high five. We do touchdown dances and the like. But adult enthusiasm and kid enthusiasm are world’s apart. First off, kids will get super pumped over even the smallest things in the world. Extra dessert? Five bonus minutes before bedtime? Grandma’s coming to visit?!? And the enthusiasm is 100% pure. You can feel the total happiness and joy just oozing out of their little hearts, can’t you?

7. They’re the Best Huggers – Yes, adults hug. We kiss. We show affection to one another in loads of ways. (Hey! Get your mind out of the gutter!) And you can be so in love with someone that a hug literally seems to erase the entire universe except for the two of you. But unless you actually have kids, you’ll never know the feeling of that little guy wrapping his arms and legs around you and squeezing so very tight. You are their everything and in that warm embrace, they certainly let you know it.

Andrew Kardon is the Editor-in-Chief and Daddy at Large over at Mommy’s Busy, Go Ask Daddy. He’s also a freelance writer who spends many a night sharing his parenting thoughts over at Singlemommie.com despite the fact that he’s neither single nor a mom.

How JenSpends met Her English Husband

This is a true love, I met my love online, story being shared by Jen from JenSpends.

Our story is kind of nerdy. Back in 1999 it was a big deal to have your own personal website if you could figure out how to make one. I spent many hours after school my senior year of high school scanning my art portfolio and uploading it online. G also had his own website where he uploaded photos of his scouting adventures and some poetry he had written. Back then “webrings” were also a big deal. You could join up with groups of like-minded webmasters and everyone placed links at the bottom of their pages so that visitors could navigate to other blogs in the same “ring”.

One of G’s friends, also a nerd with a website, had created a webring called “Bored Students Webring”, which I found one day while I was bored at my summer job. It seemed like a good fit for me, so I joined and explored his friend’s site. It’s funny because the first photo I ever saw of G was edited by his friend to make him look like Spock from Star Trek. It was also an old photo, and he looked about 12 years old, so I didn’t give him much thought. I left a message in his friend’s guestbook. G didn’t have Internet access over the summer, but several months later I was very surprised to find a message from G in my own guestbook. He had visited my website, where he saw his first photo of me–I had pasted my face onto the Mona Lisa. He left me a brief message saying that he liked my website and my art. I emailed him back, and so our correspondence began.

I was at college in Buffalo, NY and G was in England, where he is from. I was a complete anglophile at the time, so the idea of corresponding with an actual Brit was exciting to me. I discovered that he and I were the same age, both in our first year at college, and he was a lot cuter than that Spock picture I had seen. I think the fact that we came from such different places is what really ignited the spark that became a relationship. We enjoyed talking about the ways in which our lives were very different, yet the same. Both of us had rather shy personalities, but being able to write our thoughts gave us a lot of confidence. There were some “perks” to having a long-distance relationship. We learned to communicate very well, and we both enjoyed exchanging good old fashioned love letters on a regular basis (it was so exciting getting a letter from England in the mail!). It was also good that I was able to have my independence as I worked my way through college. I was an architecture major, which was very grueling, and I think it would have been difficult to maintain a traditional relationship while keeping up with the insane schedule and workload.

Of course there were several downsides to a long-distance relationship as well. First of all, I felt like there was a stigma attached. Back then online dating was still relatively new and there were always horror stories about people turning out to be axe murderers, twenty years older than they claimed, a different gender, or scary looking. I think even I believed some of it–I was terrified to give G my mailing address when he wanted to send me my first letter, and I was embarrassed to explain to others that I was having an online relationship. I referred to him as my “penpal” for a long time until it became obvious that he meant a lot more to me. I had to bookmark a dictionary of British slang so I could work out whether G was trying to compliment me or insult me sometimes, but even without the language gap there were times when one or both of us misunderstood what we were trying to say. The time difference was another issue–it was difficult to find time when we were both available to chat or talk on the phone. When things began to get really serious and I realized that we might spend our lives together, it was difficult thinking about one of us leaving our family and everything we knew behind.

We finally met in person in 2001, and a few months later I traveled to England to study abroad for a year. Even then, it was still a rather long-distance relationship since I was in northern England and he was in the south. We did see each other a lot more often, though. The day that I had to say goodbye to him in England, I bawled. We had grown so close, and I didn’t know exactly when I’d see him again. He was able to visit about twice per year after that.

Maintaining a long distance relationship was difficult, but it felt absolutely magical when we were finally able to be together for good.

Although we first started talking in 1999, we consider the point at which we officially started dating to be the first time we met in person, on August 22, 2001. G immigrated to the United States in June 2005, and we were married on July 23, 2005. Sometimes it’s amazing to realize that we’ve known each other for so long! I spent the first 18 years of my life not knowing he existed at all, and now I can’t imagine life without him.

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