Let Them Be Kids

Let Them Be Kids

Let Them Be KidsA few years ago we became members of a Country Club near our house. I resisted joining for the longest time because, quite frankly, I thought there would be a bunch of snobs there. I thought we would have to sit up straight, eat with the right fork, and list our accomplishments regularly.

I do not tolerate this kind of foolishness well, but my husband LOVES to golf, so we joined.

We had dinner there last night. We do this a lot more than I thought I would, and I’ll tell you why.

There was a little boy there, about two years old. He was running around the hall, just outside of the dining room. His dad was standing by, watching him, while the rest of the family ate their meal.

An older man came out of the restroom, looked at the little boy, and smiled. “That’s exactly what kids should be doing!” he said. “Kids should be kids.”

I love our Country Club.

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