The pagans appreciate the importance of the number four with their four stages of life. There's four seasons, four elements, and a lot of other important things that come in fours.
My favorite thing that is four, is children when they're four. (I've typed four so many times its starting to look weird) They have no inhibitions, no censors, they tell you what's on their mind with harsh honesty. I wish I had a four year old to stand at my door every day before I go to work. He/She might say, "Your shirt looks wrinkly." or "Your hair looks silly."
What happens to us after we graduate from four? Do we all of the sudden start caring about what other people think? Do we start accepting social "norms" to please our parents?
I get to work in a lot of schools so I'm always getting to appreciate the little ones. Their artwork....amazing, if I could I'd buy it and put it all over my house. The way they run and smile and just really don't give a crap about anything is inspiring. Today I was standing in a gymnasium with my hands and arms full and this little girl ran straight into me, she was soooo excited to start gym class that she wasn't even looking where she was running. Why can't we get THAT excited anymore? I want to run into random people because I'm so excited to start doing something. I want to almost pee my pants when I get a treat. I want to giggle hysterically at a joke that doesn't even make sense (Sister was always good at that one tehee.)
Even if I can't get back to my inner four year old (I'm working on it though) I'm glad there's other four year olds running around reminding us of what's really important, it usually involves sugar and playing outside
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