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People watching

This past weekend I took my younger son on a Mama-son special weekend away. We were at a water park and while he was playing around I did my favourite thing to do - people watch. It reminded me that there are all kinds of people in this world.

I saw a family with a clearly autistic son and another family with a child with Down's Syndrome and they were all playing and happy. I saw a dad several times over the weekend and each time he was on his phone conducting business, even while his family was around him. Phone to his ear, arms gesticulating, as if the world depended on the deal he was working.

I marveled at a family with a fairly young mom, with 4 kids ranging from teenager to toddler - and was amazed at her stamina and relative composure.

I saw families lining up for s'mores, with small children holding mini pitchforks with marshmallows on the tips, moving towards the open fire pit and then waving their pitchforks away once the marshmallows were toasted. High-risk manoeuvres and an accident waiting to happen if ever I saw one!

I saw mom reading her kindle while her son was jumping in and out of the water, throwing a rock or sometimes a golf ball and then reaching to get it.

And then I saw my little one - spinning around and kicking at the water sprays like he was possessed - without a care in the world. Here he is,  just hanging around enjoying life.



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