I’ve been spending time with my not-quite-3 year old nephew lately. He lives in Florida so we don’t know each other very well. He starts off every conversation with “Can I go outside?” He has blond, wavy hair and a tiny little face. He does not slow down until he sleeps. He is very polite, even managing an “I’m sorry” in the middle of a melt down. Somehow he manages to be a speed demon and cuddly all at once. Watching him make up and sing a song would touch the heart of an ogre.
It dawned on me that this is what they need in the halls of government. They need little kids to show the folks in Frankfort and D.C. how to be polite, how to apologize when you are wrong, and how to finish a task without meltdowns.
Bring on the 2 year olds.