My youngest child is a 10-year-old son. He has the heart of an artist and for people. A year and a half ago, if you asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up, he would answer he wanted to be a home daddy, artist and engineer. That was before he discovered dance. If you ask him today, there is but one answer. I am a ballet dancer. The daddy and artist part is just part of that package. Here is an interesting conversation we had in the car after school this week.
E: “I think kids are more creative than adults.”
Me: “I think you are right, I think adults forget how to let themselves be creative.”
E: “Yeah, I wonder why. I bet it is because of school.”
E: ” School and stress.”
What do you think?