Have you ever considered what the world is like for a young child? I think about it now and then, especially in relation to the world that they must maneuver around. Every time I see Benjamin working his way up the stairs, I imagine what it would be like to climb stairs that were as high as my knees every day. And when I see the boys climbing into bed, I imagine a bed as tall as my chest. Or running a backyard 30 times my height. Or climbing up a bunk bed ladder ten feet tall. Or keeping up with people whose strides are twice mine. (Oh wait - I used to have to do that in university, when I was friends with a whole group of really tall people! I vividly remember feeling like I was scurrying beside them to keep up!)
It must be absolutely exhausting sometimes!