I try to keep the child in me. I look at old pictures. Sometimes I don´t want to be a grown up. It´s so hard. But that´s life. We all have to deal with it. Luckily our nieces and nephews like to play with us. Turning pillows and blankets into a cottage, opening a café in it, painting our nails (very funny when uncle went swimming and forgot to remove it), writing on the chalkboard, making an omelette on an ordinary saturday and just living in the moment. So spontaneous. So free. Alive. If you´re a parent you are really lucky.