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Published On: May 18, 2007 11:02 AM
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Published On: May 18, 2007 11:02 AM
Oh To Be Young Again...
I was just thinking about the times where
childhood dreams didn't quite stack up to what you wanted them to be when you
were an adult.
1) It was a beautiful lazy, warm afternoon. The
bees were buzzing around our lavender plants and my husband and I were eating a
luscious mint-chip ice cream pie in the backyard. Laurana was two at the time
and we also had a neighbor's kid over. The little boy was about 5 years
old.
The ice cream pie was melting in the afternoon sun as my husband told the little boy what he wanted to do when he had been a boy.
Brian said, "You know when I was a little boy I wanted to grow up and make enough money so that I could afford mint-chip ice cream pie from Baskin-Robbins every day." The little boy nodded in agreement. This seemed to be a perfectly logical goal for a little boy.
Brian sighed. "But now the problem is--now that I can afford to eat ice cream pie every day...I CAN"T eat ice cream pie every day...!" The little boy was genuinely confused. I had to explain to him that as you get older you can no longer partake in lots of sweets anymore because as an adult you can get fat REALLY quick.
2) When I was a little girl my favorite PE event was the trampoline. I would patiently wait the one time of the year that the trampoline came out during PE time. Then the entire class would swarm around the trampoline and wait patiently for our 1 minute jumping time on the trampoline. Oh how I waited and waited. Then when I jumped I felt so self-conscious with 30 other little kids staring at me waiting for me to get down so that they could jump next. It was always such a big let-down. I vowed that when I got older and had enough money I would buy myself a trampoline!
The years past and I was shopping at Sam's Club with my 3 year-old daughter, Laurana when I saw a sale that I couldn't refuse. A trampoline for $150! Only $150? Well, it was about time that I had bought a trampoline I thought! Woo hoo! And I could jump on it whenever I wanted to!
I gleefully brought the trampoline home and even managed to talk my husband and some friends to help me assemble it in our then empty downstairs living room. Yes, I had an entire trampoline inside of my living room! (I guess that I have never really grown up!)
With glee and downright impatience I dived on the trampoline and started to bounce. But I forgot that I was now in my 30's and that I had been in a car accident several years back and my back had never really healed. I was OK for a few jumps, but the more I jumped the more my back hurt. I had to give up after just a few minutes because of back pain.
The trampoline is now dutifully folded up and put away in my garage. We take it out every two years or so for a birthday party or another special event. But it's just not the same. You know sometimes growing old sucks! :-)
The ice cream pie was melting in the afternoon sun as my husband told the little boy what he wanted to do when he had been a boy.
Brian said, "You know when I was a little boy I wanted to grow up and make enough money so that I could afford mint-chip ice cream pie from Baskin-Robbins every day." The little boy nodded in agreement. This seemed to be a perfectly logical goal for a little boy.
Brian sighed. "But now the problem is--now that I can afford to eat ice cream pie every day...I CAN"T eat ice cream pie every day...!" The little boy was genuinely confused. I had to explain to him that as you get older you can no longer partake in lots of sweets anymore because as an adult you can get fat REALLY quick.
2) When I was a little girl my favorite PE event was the trampoline. I would patiently wait the one time of the year that the trampoline came out during PE time. Then the entire class would swarm around the trampoline and wait patiently for our 1 minute jumping time on the trampoline. Oh how I waited and waited. Then when I jumped I felt so self-conscious with 30 other little kids staring at me waiting for me to get down so that they could jump next. It was always such a big let-down. I vowed that when I got older and had enough money I would buy myself a trampoline!
The years past and I was shopping at Sam's Club with my 3 year-old daughter, Laurana when I saw a sale that I couldn't refuse. A trampoline for $150! Only $150? Well, it was about time that I had bought a trampoline I thought! Woo hoo! And I could jump on it whenever I wanted to!
I gleefully brought the trampoline home and even managed to talk my husband and some friends to help me assemble it in our then empty downstairs living room. Yes, I had an entire trampoline inside of my living room! (I guess that I have never really grown up!)
With glee and downright impatience I dived on the trampoline and started to bounce. But I forgot that I was now in my 30's and that I had been in a car accident several years back and my back had never really healed. I was OK for a few jumps, but the more I jumped the more my back hurt. I had to give up after just a few minutes because of back pain.
The trampoline is now dutifully folded up and put away in my garage. We take it out every two years or so for a birthday party or another special event. But it's just not the same. You know sometimes growing old sucks! :-)
Posted: Fri - May 18, 2007 at 06:20 AM