I stood in my driveway this morning and watched my older two kids walk a few houses down to the bus stop. Once they got there, they were just standing around goofing off with each other, half wrestling, half cracking themselves up. I’ve never seen them play like that before. It was just the cutest thing to see and then it hit me that this must be part of their “kid only life”. The little secret life that they and their younger brother have when my husband & I aren’t around.
I’ve overheard a few shared jokes here and there. I’ve walked in on a few things they’ve been playing. I’ve been completely confused about this game they just made up, but it worked for them! They loved it, they were having a blast making these memories with each other in their kid only life. Who am I to butt in?!
I know that when they’re all grown up, they’ll look back on it and remember how great it was, because I have those memories from my childhood. But looking at it from the parent side of it now, it’s bittersweet watching them and not being a part of this piece of their lives. It makes me a tiny bit sad to see them not needing me; to see them having their own little lives.
What do you think kids talk about when they’re in their kid only life?