TRAIN-ing Day

Too often, days devolve into an endless relay: morning sprint to daycare, hustle to the office, dash to grab a coffee before speeding to a meeting, checking voicemail, and finally a mad dash to daycare for pick-up, home, dinner and bedtime, then repeat... It's absurd, exhausting, lunatic. Who set up such an idiot system?

Certainly not toddlers. They approach life with true 'beginner's mind,' the open, unbiased stance zen masters seek to reclaim.

In Xela-Land, wrapping paper may prove more exciting than the enclosed gift. A favorite possession of late is the small illustrated instruction booklet that came with a new toy. The child on the cover resembles a friend; Xela loves carrying her "Adam book" around in a pocket.

Same for travel. It's become cliché: life is a journey, not a destination. Toddlers get it. They live it. Who defines which is journey, which is destination? Who needs a destination anyway? Let's just ride the train!

fun, noun: riding the Red Line with Tata and snacks

Look, another train!

I see water!

can we ride trains every day?

enjoying the moment...
xoxoxela