2014_10_09_17_08_10Sometimes I want to be a kid again. Yes… this is a picture of me when I was little. I didn’t have any grown-up worries or problems. Just trying to be a kid.

I want to go back to the time when:

Decisions were made by going “eeny-meeny-miney-mo.”

Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming “do over!”

Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in “Monopoly.”

Catching the fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening.

It wasn’t odd to have two or three “best” friends.

The net on a tennis court was the perfect height to play volleyball and the rules didn’t matter.

The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was cooties.

It was magic when dad would “remove” his thumb or take my nose off my face.

It was unbelievable that dodgeball wasn’t an Olympic event.

Nobody was prettier than Mom.

Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.

2014_10_09_17_13_35It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the “big people” rides at the amusement park (LeSourdsville Lake).

Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true – SNOW DAY!.

Abilities were discovered because of a “double-dog-dare.”

Saturday morning cartoons weren’t 30-minute ads for action figures.

“Oly-oly-oxen-free” made perfect sense.

Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles.

The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.

War was a card game.

Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle.

Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin.

Ice cream was considered a basic food group.

Do you have any ideas?

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