"Nawna can I stand on your feet and dance?""Sure!"We swirl around the living room,laughing.""I know, lets jump!"OK"Gravity is not with us..laughing...
Nawna I am going to fall back and you catch me."Ok.Unhesitating he falls into my arms."You must really trust me."I do trust you Nawna"Hey,swing me around."Swinging his long lanky body around the kitchen,his legs danggeling to the floor,(he's nine).Stopping only to find ourselves unable to walk,laughing......."Nawna lets go jump on the pogo stick."I'm to old"come on nawna you can do it.Problem, stick to short,legs to long,stomach in the way.His laughter heard across the way.""I know,as we look into each others face,lets see who can make the scarest face."His face all drawn up,I scream,you win."rolling with laughter.All little nine year olds or as he says,in ten days,ten should live a life of joy and laughter but they don't.All I want is for him to have joy and laughter and be a child.
So many kids are caught up in adult problems,they have no choice in.
"your parents problems are not yours.Your job is just to be a little boy.Work hard in school,and just laugh and have fun.""I love you"I love you too Nawna."
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