Regressing: And Loving It

One of the things that excites me about being a father is that, in a sense, it will bring back my own childhood. Children, from the earliest age, have a serene naivete about them. It's a quality that we lose as we grow older and our imagination and awe gives way to realization and cynicism. Ray Romano, back in his stand-up days had a great example.

Catching his three-year old daughter staring off into the distance, he sidled up next to her and gently asked," What are you thinking about, honey?"

"Candy," she replied.

Granted, I spent a few good minutes debating which kind of Girl Scout Cookies to order this year, but it's been a while since I was engrossed in thought by jujubes.

Having a child, I think, will bring some of that awe back - or at least, like Ray Romano, allow me to live vicariously though my child's eyes.

Beyond candy, though, there are a few things that I can't wait to discover all over again:

• Dr. Seuss books
• Going down the slide
• Being hypnotized by the Teletubbies
• Legos
• Frogs and toads
• Peek-a-boo
• Shiny objects
• Buttons that light up when pressed