The other day while vacuuming with my heavy duty Kirby I remembered my grandma Jenks and aunt Marae giving me rides on the vacuum. I really want a ride. Silly I know. My bum wouldn't even fit on one now. But it was SO much fun!
The next day I was walking into Wal~mart and saw a cute couple swinging their little girl between them. Oh, to be a kid again. Giants would have to swing me but I'd take it. I was thinking about how I miss those care free, innocent days.
Then yesterday during preschool, I had kind of an epiphany. I realized I have as much fun as the kids. We like to each pick a different way to sing the ABC's. My favorite way is while sticking my tongue out. (Try it when you're alone sometime, it's hilarious.) I love to read about Dod the block long dog and his back-end he named Bob. They are best friends. I had as much fun as the kids, doing our Halloween finger songs and making egg carton school buses.
Although my perspective, size, priorities and responsibilities have changed I'm still that 4 year old kid inside. I can still enjoy looking at flowers, leaves and rolly pollies, feeding a baby goat, even making mohawks and santa beards in the bubble bath. You know even my bladder control is similar to that of a 4 year old potty trained kid. (blushing). I just need to quit taking life so seriously that I forget it.
Well, I'm going to go turn on the vacuum cleaner and run away from it screaming- I wonder what the kids will think of that-Help! We have a psycho daycare provider. That or a possessed vacuum cleaner. Don't forget to sing the ABC's with your tongue out. Yeah, I know you're headed for your closet right now. I Promise, not to tell anyone. Have fun.
Trina
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Cute post. How did you get the different types and sizes of fonts? It looked great. Thanks for your comment about my baby, Mike.
Carol
How true is that. I would love to do the fun kid things again expecially get swung in the air. In fact I think I still do to many kid things Jared thinks I am a little weird sometimes. The girls love it though.
You can come sit on my vaccum anytime and i'll give you a push.
I think you got all the fun genes and I got all the uptight ones. I am trying to talk myself into the ABC song though.
Why don't you bring your butt-kickin' vaccuum down for Thanksgiving and we'll have races. Hee Hee
This was so cute and so true. Sometimes I wonder where that little kid went? I am too busy acting like an old fart. Thanks for the reminder.
Ok when I get high speed internet... you have to come over and show me how to do the stuff you do! SO FUN! I love your blog. I look forward to keeping up with you, getting to know you better and being able to read whats new with you! Thanks for letting me view it!
Not immature - just a lot of FUN! You always were a lot of fun - I'm glad you haven't changed.
cmalone,
Hope you got my comment on your blog about how to do that. No problem commenting. My pleasure.
amber,
Will my bottom fit on your vacuum?
Kim,
Did you try it? I'll bet you laughed. Don't know if I want to haul my vacuum 4 hours from home with a van full of kids. Maybe we could borrow the neighbors.
Kristi,
Glad I could be your reminder. After reading your blog though, I have a hard time believing you act like an old fart.
Karine,
Let me know when I can come over. Maybe we'll make it a girls night!
Nat,
Thankyou, that was very nice.
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