Warning: Contains wholesome content that may result in Feelings.
I’m at the creek with my kid (8)and my friend’s kids (7 and 5), when a foursome of young teen boys head downstream.

The 5 year old (boy) scampers up and says “Hi, big kids, do you like SpiderMan?” And the boys are like, yeah, especially when we were younger…and when we were kids we swam here.
“Yeah, and we’d jump off that log” another man-child says.
“That’s what WE’RE doing!” The kiddos shout with glee.
The boys continue on their way and kiddos ache to follow them.
“Nah,” I say, “let’s give the big kids their space.”
Flash forward, the teens came back our way and after rock skipping and rock plunking, have now jumped fully into the creek with the kiddos. Dockers and all.
Which I’m sure their mothers JUST bought them for school.
Forgive them. They’re great kids.
They even retrieved little dude’s discarded SpiderMan shirt.
“Later, Peter Parker!” And they biked off.
So, yeah, they probably ruined their new school shorts, but it was a small price to pay for a day trip back to Kid-land.

It was refreshing in more ways than one.
Good job, parents. Good job, boys.