One of the greatest joys I've experienced from being a parent is being able to take in the world through my son's eyes. The innocence of childhood is so sacred. I love that Jack finds happiness in the smallest things: an ice cream cone, a bird chirping, a heavy rainfall. I also love that when he surveys the world he finds more similarities than differences. All of a sudden Jack is fascinated by airplanes. He is constantly pointing to the sky and yelling, "Airpane, airpane." The other day we were up in his room and he found a little whale toy. He picked it up and started zooming around the room yelling, "Airpane!" He was right. It did look like an airplane. Similarly, when we went for a walk one day and spotted a big St. Bernard, he cried out, "Mooooo. A cow, a cow." Wouldn't it be nice if we could all be a little more like that? Instead of constantly trying to point out differences, we could try and find similarities?