Children make me Happy

No, children don't make me happy like that, you perv!!! I would have to say that kids have a way of bringing a smile to my face. I have had a busy day/week, and today I walked in to do a chapel for kindergarten through 3rd graders. I had already done one chapel for the day which was for 4th through 8th graders and it was okay but those kids are so busy trying to act cool and like they don't care that they forget that they have a pulse beating in their veins. But the younger group is so alive. I really can't think of a better word. And that life is infectous. It is hard for me to worry about some of lifes struggles right now when those little kids aren't worried and just want to see you smiling and talking with them. Part of me longs to go back to those days. Not that I am SSSOOOOOO unhappy now. I'm really not. I'm actually probably the happiest I've ever been. But remember when the most important thing about your day was how long you were going to get to ride your bike. Or will dad bring me some candy when he comes home from work? (Luckily, Brandie still brings me candy when she comes home from work sometimes.) A carefree life, that must be what makes children so alive.