Confessions of a(n almost) 40 year old childSeptember 1st, 2011 | Posted by in MaMa Moments | the big 4-0 | Turning 40 | young at heart
It’s coming. In just a few days, I will turn the big 4-0. I’m not sure how I feel about it. I’m not sure why everyone makes such a big deal about it. I am sure that I can’t possibly be this “old” given the many ways I still act like a child myself. Here are 40 of them, in no particular order — just a few observations, confessions and aspirations in homage to my past 40 fabulous years and God-willing, at least 40 more!
- For starters, I love birthdays. And birthday parties and birthday cake.
- I don’t like fancy cakes. I will always choose an old-fashioned yellow cake with chocolate icing over a fancy gallette or anything with fruit filling.
- I am cranky when I don’t get enough sleep.
- I am really cranky when I am hungry.
- I don’t like to be kept waiting. I want what I want and I want it NOW.
- I love snow.
- I wish for snow days.
- I like building snowmen, making snow angels and even catching snowflakes on the tip of my tongue.
- I also like hot chocolate with whipped cream and marshmallows; in fact, I expect it after a good romp in the snow.
- Sometimes I want my Mommy. Or my Dad. Thank God they still come running when I call.
- I like the Backyardigans. Ok, I love the Backyardigans. I’ve been known to comment (positively) on the choreography. This should embarrass me. It doesn’t.
- I like most, if not all, Disney and Pixar movies. Always have. Even before I had five kids of my own.
- I love Mary Poppins and like to say (and sing) Supercalifragiliciousexpialidocious!
- If I could wear footie pajamas, I would.
- If I could still sleep with “Abearham”, an Irish-knit clad teddy bear my “Mom-Mom” gave me from the now defunct Abraham & Straus, I would.
- I hate putting on sunblock.
- Sometimes I don’t want to eat my veggies and I do want to eat dessert.
- Sometimes I wish I could have Froot Loops, Frosted Flakes and other forbidden cereals for breakfast.
- Sometimes I want to stir my ice cream into a soup. Possibly a soup with chocolate chips and/or sprinkles floating in it.
- My perfect day would include a trip to a zoo…
- … or an aquarium. I love a good aquarium! I especially like the “touch pools” with starfish and eels. (I also like those traditional petting zoos with billy goats you can feed by hand!)
- When I wear high heels, I feel like I’m playing dress up. I like to play dress up.
- I say “like” too much.
- Sometimes I’m too excited to sleep – typically on Christmas Eve or the night before vacation.
- A small part of me still believes in Santa. In the magic of Christmas. I love to run down the stairs and see what’s under the tree — even though these days, I’ve put most of the gifts there myself.
- I like presents. I like getting them and giving them. I really like getting them.
- I like bubble baths. I wish I could take them more often.
- I must touch all dogs. Especially big fluffy ones. I just can’t resist.
- I occasionally throw a wicked tantrum. It’s not pretty. I’m not proud of it but, it’s true.
- I really like Mac & Cheese. And grilled cheese. While I’m at it, chicken nuggets aren’t so bad either.
- I have a fondness for McNuggets thanks to a fond memory of my first trip to McDonald’s with my Pop-Pop.
- I love a place called Sundae School, again thanks to Pop-Pop. Mint chip sundaes with hot fudge, homemade whipped cream and a real cherry will always be one of my favorite things.
- I love to sing “My Favorite Things.” I love The Sound of Music. I still get scared at parts.
- Sometimes I don’t like sharing. Especially blueberries. I love blueberries.
- Sometimes I want to play hooky.
- Sometimes I don’t want to make my bed, wash my face or brush my teeth.
- I actually like milk with dinner. Especially with meatballs and spaghetti. Weird, right?
- I tend to trust people. I believe most people are inherently good.
- I believe that dreams can come true.
- I still make a wish when the clock turns 11:11, when I throw a penny in a fountain, when a stray eyelash is blown away and of course, when I blow out my birthday candles. I believe these wishes will come true. In fact, many already have.
So, with 40 just around the corner and this list in hand, I am truly grateful for my family and friends. They humor my childlike whims and tolerate my occasional tantrums; they have shaped who I am today and will influence who I become tomorrow. I hope they surround me as I blow out the candles for the years to come; if they do, that will be just one more wish come true.
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