To Be A Kid Again
I recently got to spend the weekend in Atlanta with one of my three favourite Ganda men. If you've been following my blog, you will already know that I have had Children Before Marriage. If not, well make sure you check out the rest of my blog (trust me, there is structure to this madness). Anyway, back to the topic at hand, my visit to see the little guy. As a father living four states away, co-parenting can be challenging at times. Work schedules do not help in making things any more manageable.
Nevertheless, when I do get to be with the little guy, I make it all about him (well and grandma because she always seems to get in our fun). Whatever it is that is trying about relationships surrounding children; I do my best to shield them from it. For this reason, I have sometimes been accused of not caring or putting other people first (articles to look forward to). Co-parenting can be hard when all parties involved are not always on the same page (not just the parents, but those who are affected by it).
Enough of the doom and gloom (again, don't judge me), let's get to the wonderment that is a child's joy. During my visit, I decided to take Ben Ben to the Georgia Aquarium (only the best in the U.S., Yay go Falcons). He is an active little man and gets to do a lot of exciting things, so I wanted to make our time fun (and dump the third wheel known as grandma). During the drive to the aquarium, Ben Ben was just not into it. He wanted to watch Transformers on Netflix and just be done with it. I played aloof (it's not hard to do when you are dealing with a two-year-old). You can imagine that he was not happy with me. I did not tell him where we were going until we got there.
After walking through the doors of the aquarium, everything changed. I saw a little boy who was getting upset his dad wanted to take him out turn into an explorer of the ocean. He could not contain his excitement. We saw fishes of all shapes and sizes, some of which he recognised and others he just stared at in amazement. I spent those hours watching him and joining him in impromptu songs. Of course, I'll share the songs with you. The first one goes like this (clears throat) TURTLES!!! TURTLES!!! WE GOING TO SEE THE TURTLES!!!. The second one was a bit more subtle (not really) so get your hands ready for air fist pumps like an MMA championship winner (aka Conor McGregor) and be as savage as you can be while singing DOLPHINS!!!!!! WE GOING TO SEE DOLPHINS!!!!!! LOOK AT THE DOLPHINS!!!!!! DADDY DOLPHIN!!!!!! MUMMY DOLPHIN!!!!!! NO BABY DOLPHINS!!!!!!.
Side note: if no one stared at you like you are crazy while singing these two fantastic songs, you were doing it wrong. My child got everyone to back away from the glass because he was so excited about the dolphins and kept running from one end to the other.
It felt like the whole aquarium was watching the two of us but did we show an ounce of care? Nope. We just went on to the third song, PENGUINS!!! LOOK AT THE PENGUINS!!!. We did get a few older kids to join us for the third song and boy it was glorious. As the day went on, I started realising how freeing it is to be a kid. I was not worried about being judged by those around me. I was free to express the purest of emotions and be present in just one moment and place; the Georgia Aquarium with my kid. These are the moments I envy the most about my kids. Whether it's watching them get excited at seeing me make funny faces or bursting into glorious sea life songs, their emotions are untainted by the darkness that is this world.