I wish grown ups could remember being kids

I just looked down at my coffee mug from fourbucks and noticed it had writing on it. Stuff like “I wish this”, and I “wish that”. Blah blah blah… What caught my eye was the one that said “I wish grown ups could remember being kids.” That got me thinking, mainly because I am a grown up. First off: Holy cow! I am a grown up, and in my 5th decade! Wow. Anyway. I still feel like a kid; a couple aches and pains here and there, but still a child at heart.

What I find most profound is that I have a young child, and well, I found that I have been remembering more and more about my childhood as I watch my son explore and grow in the environment around me. You know, the same way as when you come into a house were someone is cooking lasagna and you smell the spices and cheese on the warm air currents coming from the kitchen, and you start thinking back how your grandmother made lasagna, and then your mind wanders off to little details about that particular day and that meal, years way back, at your grandparents house with the red and white plaid table cloth and sticky naugahyde table chairs. Of course, everyone has some little memory sparked by the smell of food and I think also by watching children play. Having a child of your own also helps you remember things too about your childhood. With the exception of that one really smelly diaper change, watching my son grow up has really been one of the most enjoyable and most memorable experiences in my life.

All grown ups remember when they were kids, we just don’t telegraph it to the world, because if we did people would think us to be crazy. So basically, your wish has come true, coffee cup printer person for fourbucks. If you don’t think so, well, maybe you should have worded your wish better. Maybe “I wish grown ups could remember being kids so when I draw cool patterns with a rock on the side of the new car, they would appreciate the value of my creativity and not ground me for life.” Something like that may do. Eh, wishes are the easy way out, just work hard at communicating with the adults in your life, finding their weaknesses through clever discourse and exploit them to sway judgments toward your desired goals. Alright, that will never happen, not against adults, they know everything. Stick to wishing, the odds are about the same for getting what you want as they are for trying to explain things to them. The coolest thing about a wish, is just saying “I wish” can be somewhat calming to the spirit if for no other reason than to take your mind away from the moment.

I wish I could stop writing about this. Done.

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