Wednesday, February 18, 2009

It must suck to be a baby.

Whenever I find myself getting frustrated with Kayla I remind myself how I might fare in her shoes (or lack of them).

What kind of mood would I be in if:

- I had limited ability to move myself from one place to another
- There were people who's idea of fun was to dangle objects I'm not supposed to touch in front of me
- I wanted desperately to communicate with everyone but I didn't speak the language
- Bowel movements and gas were often painful
- I had trouble getting to sleep
- I had no teeth
- and so on.

Basically, if I found myself naked and crippled in a foreign country. I probably wouldn't be happy nearly as much of the time she is.

Empathy does wonders for one's patience.