Fearless Innocence

Don't you just love children? Well, for me, the answer is usually no.

I have a 5 year old brother, and as much as i love him, i have little tolerence for him. plus he throws heavy things at my head which is never a likable quality.

Today, I took Charlie to Burnley to buy my dad's birthday presents, we got him two t shirts and a big fluffy black fleece jumper, grand total £18.99. We did the usual things a 17 year old is obliged to do when shopping with a 5 year old, spent 5 hours looking at the power rangers toys, in and out of the shops i needed in 5 seconds and going to Mc Donalds and waiting forever for him to wear out his happy meal toy before he starts eating. It was fun, as usual.

Anyway the point of this blog is how innocent he his bless him, On the bus back Charlie went to get a seat while i got out tickets checked, i walked upstairs to find him sat smack bang in the middle of a heard of chavs, too scared to ask him to move somewhere else and too scared for him to leave him on his own; i sat with him and got stuff thrown at my head for the whole journey, except not by my brother. I love how fearlessy innocencent children are, and it's sad that one day they will have to endure all manner of social expectations, not fitting in, realising that some people are nasty and that bad things can happen to them, I wanna wrap him up in cotton wool now.

But i shall just admire the fact that, for now, he is woderful, just the way he is, paperweights an all.