Carefree

Looking at NyCee I often times wonder why we rush to grow up. When we are 4 we want to be 5, when we are 12 we want to be 13, when we are 20 we want to be 21 and so on. But why? Is it because we have the constant feeling that something is missing? Or there is something greater at the next age? Let's study NyCee. Here she sits 7 months old in a bib that does not match her pajamas, braids all over her head, chewing on a toy which has been God only knows where, with just the slightest bit of mucus running from her nose. She is just enjoying the moment and does not have a care in the world.

What a wonderful life!