when i was little, about eight or nine years old, i couldn't wait to grow up. I would dream about the day when i would be all grown up with a family and home of my own. and now that it's here, sometimes i wish for those carefree days when i was a kid and i didn't have a care in world.
i was free.
i miss those days.
sometimes i wish i could go back to those carefree days when my only worry was if could run through the sprinkler the fastest.
it's funny when you think of the things that worried you as child and what perplexed you to no end. and now as an adult, those things that seemed so big as a child are now so minuscule.
and so when i am having a rough day or bad case of the mondays i like to sit back and watch my little boy enjoy his carefree days...it always brings a smile to my face and helps make those rough days melt away.