A phenomenological writing on the rediscovering the path to the hidden dimension of architecture for children is an attempt to describe the emergence of the beauty of the “childscape”. We, as adults, often see our child busily talks to the world. Many stories are created along many paths of his life. What we see depends on how often we give ourselves a chance to look and see… to listen and hear. The voices which come from the distant horizon of our child’s world are the same voices with which we once spoke. When there is a fusion of the horizons between ourselves and our child, we will see in front of our eyes that the morning has broken at the horizon of the “childscape” as it did on the first morning of time. The sun has broken the sky, opening the morning glory in celebration of the pleasantness of the earth becoming the golden land of the child in the “children”.