While I was in my own world this morning, I noticed Banyan's three amigos perched so carefully precise next to him. I love how Banyan is in a constant state of play. It makes me a little sad to think that I have lost most of my ability to play and imagine as a child does. Somewhere along the way I became ashamed to be a child and aspired to be an adult. I think some of the best adults are those who have managed to maintain a healthy balance of play and responsibility... isn't that what being an adult is about? Responsibility? I want to encourage Banyan's world of play for the rest of his life. It's a good thing his father never became a full fledge adult! At least he has some goofy foot steps to follow.