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Ants Ants Ants and more freekin ants! I'm getting so sick of ants. I got up early this morning and was in the …
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Do you remember when we were little and we didn't think so much?
Oh, we still thought about stuff, like how could the people fit inside the T.V.? And how come ants walked in a line?
Could the people on the stars see us? Just where was Heaven and when were we going? Couldn't we just stay here instead?
Remember getting really dirty and having to be told to take a bath?
And being tired only after playing outside all day and as soon as our heads hit the pillow we were out like a light and we dreamed about the circus?
Remember eating birthday cake till we were sick? Never guilty,just sick? The good kind of sick, the kind of sick healthy, happy little kids get when they've eaten too much birthday cake.
We lived and loved with absoulute abandon.
All of our secrets could be kept in a cigar box under the bed.
Our lives were as open as "The Cat in The Hat," and "Nancy Drew."
Seasons changed, but we didn't have to.
Just because we kept flipping calendar pages didn't mean we weren't those kids anymore.
We still are.
I want to play at the beach and eat ice cream, smell sunscreen and mosquito repellent. I want to laugh so hard that milk shoots out of my nose.
I want to have a slumber party and dance to the Beach Boys and sing old gospel songs in three part harmony.
Everybody has those things they did and the things they wish they could do again.
Do they have to be exclusive? Can't we do at least some of them for old time's sake? I bet we can. Even if it's in our imagination. Even if we just close our eyes and picture ourselves in the middle of a mud puddle with our mom's favorite china teacups toasting with our life long best friend. Or floating on a raft at the lake keeping our arms and legs up so the sea monsters don't pull us down. Staring up at the sky on camping trips trying to figure out what was out there. Then roasting more marshmallows.
I'm going to do it now.
But I still wonder why ants walk in a line.
May you find your childhood joy today. Wherever it may be. Love, Kathy
Oh, we still thought about stuff, like how could the people fit inside the T.V.? And how come ants walked in a line?
Could the people on the stars see us? Just where was Heaven and when were we going? Couldn't we just stay here instead?
Remember getting really dirty and having to be told to take a bath?
And being tired only after playing outside all day and as soon as our heads hit the pillow we were out like a light and we dreamed about the circus?
Remember eating birthday cake till we were sick? Never guilty,just sick? The good kind of sick, the kind of sick healthy, happy little kids get when they've eaten too much birthday cake.
We lived and loved with absoulute abandon.
All of our secrets could be kept in a cigar box under the bed.
Our lives were as open as "The Cat in The Hat," and "Nancy Drew."
Seasons changed, but we didn't have to.
Just because we kept flipping calendar pages didn't mean we weren't those kids anymore.
We still are.
I want to play at the beach and eat ice cream, smell sunscreen and mosquito repellent. I want to laugh so hard that milk shoots out of my nose.
I want to have a slumber party and dance to the Beach Boys and sing old gospel songs in three part harmony.
Everybody has those things they did and the things they wish they could do again.
Do they have to be exclusive? Can't we do at least some of them for old time's sake? I bet we can. Even if it's in our imagination. Even if we just close our eyes and picture ourselves in the middle of a mud puddle with our mom's favorite china teacups toasting with our life long best friend. Or floating on a raft at the lake keeping our arms and legs up so the sea monsters don't pull us down. Staring up at the sky on camping trips trying to figure out what was out there. Then roasting more marshmallows.
I'm going to do it now.
But I still wonder why ants walk in a line.
May you find your childhood joy today. Wherever it may be. Love, Kathy
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PaganChild
I remember keeping our arms andlegs up so the sea monsters wouldn't pull us down, lol. Thanks this was nice, a trip down memory lane.
Mckenzie
Can you believe that some of us (still alive today) were out of our childhood before the advent of TV???/ I didn't think you could, but its true, I was in my teens when the rich family who owned the only store (no gas pump even) in our village got the first TV!
But yes, thats how I often relax enough to go to sleep, by remembering when we............../c
carolmj
No I wouldn't go back either, but as kids, we did find healthy ways to spend our time!/c
carolmj
I don't remember being happy, but I do remember putting on mom's flannel robe and strutting around pretending it was a cape. Or walking with mom home from a concert, she was eating ice cream and peeling off soaked pieces of waffle and giving them to me. My fingers were sticky. Those were the moments without the weight of life that never leaves us now. But memory is a funny, selective thing. Childhood wasn't simpler. It just seems simpler now, I think. Back then, every trifle was a life-long tragedy. What child understands this? In the same way, perhaps time will pass - beyond death, perhaps, and we'll look upon these days of weight and worry and the burdens of the world, and we'll smile at how silly they are. And we'll call it a simpler time.
Littlesoul
i am enjoying my second childhood with my one and half year old granddaughter we play with the baby dolls i collect.my daughters thinks it funny i let her play with the ones that have been in my doll case for years.wheels
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