Black Holes, Little Kids, and Me!

Life has been going amazingly well. Part of me is sitting there waiting for the peace to end and the other part is enjoying it. I prefer to go with the positive and happy side.

Anyway, my mother and I have been working on my black hole research paper. I think my mother has come to hate black holes, all because of me. Yay! I mean... Well, black holes ARE interesting, but as I have discovered; there is so much to know about black holes that is SO complex that it's kind of hard for a fifteen-year-old to write about. Luckily, I have my mother here to help. Thank the Lord for mothers.

Now, I have HER complaining about this black hole research paper.
Wall Street, Journaled- Black Holes: Light Bending and Mind Bending
{By the way, follow her blog! ;]}

You might be wondering why on Earth 'little kids' is in my post title, since I'm not much of a kid person. Well, I was thinking when I was walking the dogs. {The weather is AMAZING today. Finally!} A little kid, wearing a bright red shirt, and those little kid pants that look like jeans but aren't jeans...,anyway...he called out to me, saying 'HELLO!'. I replied with a 'Hello' and that was that. He just watched me walk on by.

Little kids are so fearless. If it had been a fifteen-year-old  suddenly standing up and yelling, "HELLO!" to some random girl walking by they'd think the kid had some mental issues. But, when it come to little kids, we don't think it's strange, because they're little kids and little kids do whatever they want {well, with in boundaries. xD}, whenever they want {once again, within some boundaries.}.

It made me remember the days when I wasn't afraid of anything. My mom and dad tell me stories all the time about how I'd jump off of nearly anything. Apparently, I scared them a lot too. As I look back I begin to miss the days I was so fearless. My dad often talks about how, when I was little, I wasn't afraid to trust anybody. I had experienced let down, of course. But I hadn't learned how to fear it yet. My dad also pointed out that we sort of learn to fear. I didn't fear water when I was little. In fact, I adored it. We use to live near a pool. I remember riding bikes or walking over to the pool, swimming and eating Air Heads.

So, to put it simply: I want to go back to being seven.
My friend, Emmy, and I decided seven was the best age to be. I think it's because you can understand some things but not everything, so you're not worried about everything. You're free to have fun, but people still listen to you sometimes.

I remember wanting to grow up. Now, even when I'm not really 'grown up', I already want to head back to the golden days of being seven. But this has all made me realize I'm wrong when I say I don't like little kids. In fact, the truth is I love them. I love them so much I want to be one of them. The thing is, I don't like being the older one. I don't like being with little kids when I'm older. 


No wonder God said to have faith like children. Children are what I wish to be. Fearless and accompanied by a giant imagination.

No, I'm not saying I can't WAIT to have kids of my own and I would love to work with kids. No, I'm saying I would love to BE a kid, again. I think everyone does. But, growing up has it's perks too. I'll tell you those when I think of them, okay?

There is ONE little kid in my life [ who is sadly growing up too quickly] that I'd spend days on end with. I know, she's annoying at times. In fact, she's annoying a good 80% of the time, but that has just made me love her more.

Her name is Jenea. She's sweet. She runs with the boys, but acts like a girl. She's beautiful. She's annoying. She looks a lot like her mom. She has a great imagination. She's a pastors daughter. She's a little string bean. She has the worse birth date ever {9-11}. She's piratically perfect in every way.

The one in the middle is Little Miss J.

I just thought I'd share the best kid out there with y'all.

LIA