I was stranded on a Kids' World

How can these little bundles have so much energy in their body? This is what I was thinking while I chase Kirby, my friend's 2-year old boy, around the mazes of tunnels, slides, toy horses, toy guns and rubber mats. The law that mass should equal energy seems to not apply to this 2-feet bundle of joy, because I don't know where his energy is coming from his wee little body. He was giggling, running, crawling and laughing along with the other kids in the Kidz Republic, a children's indoor play area at the Mall of Asia. It's actually a good place where the parents can leave their kids to play and interact with other kids. I volunteered to watch over Kirby since he is too little to be left alone in the play area and needed adult supervision, while his Mom and Ninang Van go to the MOA seaside to watch the fireworks. So much for volunteering. I was made to go through a tunnel that was too small for me, dive into a pool of colorful balls so Kirby won't choke himself jumping up, under and around it, and hold him while we go down a seven foot slide with his older sister and my godchild Khiara. I also made sure he does not knock his head unconscious somewhere since he was not even scared to climb or crawl something that is supposed to be too tall and scary for him .And I’m going to say this with conviction that being an adult surrounded by hysterically joyful kids is like being a person out on space, in some weird world where creatures barely resembling humans, breath under the water. I felt too big, too awkward, and too adult.
Oh of course I enjoyed myself, because one cannot help so when surrounded by the laughter and happiness of the beautiful kids. You'd think to yourself, when was the last time I felt this so much joy for myself?
And yet, when Ninang Van and Mommy Claire fetch us after one hour of chasing, I told Ninang Van, "Remind me that I'm not getting a son". Hahaha. I give a thousand kudos to the parents who can tackle this kind of challenge and so much more in rearing up their children.