Easy Like Sunday Morning
May 16, 2005Whatever happened to lazy Sundays? It seems like every single weekend is non-stop activities, from birthday parties to baseball games to sleepovers. I don't remember Sundays being much but a lay around day when I was a kid. You wake up late, maybe have some cereal, try to find cartoons on the TV, but after realizing it's only Sunday morning televangilism resort to reading the comics from Dad's newspaper.
I took these shots of Ian last Sunday, because it struck me as such a non-occasion occasion to be do nothing. We don't ever get the massive three-trees worth of Sunday paper unless my parents are in town and my Dad makes a ritual trip to the grocery store. Seeing Ian crouched over the funnies, absorbed for a half an hour making silly-puddy imprints of the characters, totally transported me back to a simpler time.
With so much going on in our world these days and more and more being expected of our kids, I worry that they won't ever learn the critical skill of doing absolutely nothing and being okay with that. Kids are going to be burned out before they finish highschool at this rate. Life is long and there is time. Ian's always trying to rush to the next thing, but then, I guess that's youth isn't it?
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