So I thought it was refreshing to be around a pair of five/six-year-olds today. As they ran around the post office, yelling "Puppy! Can we get a puppy?!" I couldn't help but laugh. They weaved in and out of grumpy adults waiting to mail packages like a football player would weave through a defense, completely oblivious when they would run into people, like we weren't really there at all. Some days, I tend to get a bit annoyed with kids at large like that, but today, it wasn't so bad.
Later I had to swing through the grocery store and I saw an elderly man walking a young child down an aisle, and it reminded me so much of my youngest nephew, I literally ached. For the most part, I do pretty well being away from home (home will always be Maine). But sometimes...I get a little homesick.