Our oldest son, Owen, is a little over four years old and a great kid. Smart, engaging, funny, etc. He has been very patient with the fact that his life was turned upside down a year ago with the birth of his little twin brothers. Recently, as the twins have become marginally more independent, we have tryed to focus a little more on making sure Owen is getting enough individual attention from the two of us.
Anyway, last week Owen made his way downtown with Deanna when she got back early from a business trip. In the course of the next three hours, he had his first taxicab ride (and hailed his first taxi), worked with the office manager at my office delivering mail, for which he received his first pay ($5!) and a letter of thanks, gave his first dollar to a homeless guy (who sternly admonished him to stay in school and always listen to mom and dad), stood next to the Sears tower, and took a train ride home. The experience got me thinking how cool it must be at times to be so young and have everything happen for the first time. I would guess that as a four-year old it is fairly frustrating at times to have so little control over the day to day events of your life. But the flip side of that is the good unexpected, when you are woken up suddenly from a nap (yes! a four-year old who still naps every day!) and whisked off for several hours of new and exciting experiences.
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