Innocence Found

Just minutes ago, I was stalking Sarah on facebook and came across a photo of her son, Aaron, smiling under a Superman umbrella, which I presume he got for his birthday.  The picture made me very happy, and I thought, "remember when an umbrella seemed like an awesome birthday present?  Oh childhood."  Then I looked into my backpack and discovered I had packed a snack for class.  Then got very excited about my crackers.  And was comforted by the fact that decades later (decades!?  I really am getting old), that simple joy (or simpleton Joy?) is still there.  Umbrellas are still very cool and crackers can make a whole morning.