Crazyland, Wonderland, or maybe Candyland?

We were driving today...Evan, Jack, and I...and we had a lot of stops to make. It was a busy, happy day. On our way to a friend's house to pick some stuff up, I was feeling a bit stressed because I was running late and had so much to do before the big kids came home. So Evan and I had a funny conversation...it goes like this....

"Mom, where are we going", says Evan
"We're going to crazyland", says Mom
"Have you ever been to crazyland?, replied Evan
"Yes I have", says Mom
"Well I've been to Wonderland" says Evan
"Really- what's it like?", Mom inquired
"I don't want to tell You", Evan says.

He eventually divulged that there are lots of candy canes there. He got me thinking about how I look at my life. Do I see it as "Crazyland" or "Wonderland"? He may of thinking about "Candyland" because it has all his favorite treats.

I think if I looked at life more through his eyes, I would see more wonder. Just something to think about.