Sometimes....

(This is my grandpa, wasn't he handsome?)
I still wish I was little because then:

• I could pretend I was married to Prince Eric from The Little Mermaid, but if I really had a choice it would be The Beast...post beast phase.





• I could push around a silent baby in an oh-so-cute stroller in the grocery store and never hear a peep.





• I would never have to change said babies diapers, clothes, or hair.





• I could go to Hawaii, whenever.





• I could be absolutely horrible to my mother on Mother's Day, and the next day she would still love me - not that this took place yesterday or anything like that.





• I could eat whatever plastic food I wanted, fried chicken, mashed potatoes, ice cream, peas, in minuscule portions, and never gain a pound.





• I would only care about the big things in life, like making my sister cry by not waiting for her before I went downstairs.





• I could have two friends over for a play date and someone would fix us lunch, probably with a juice box.





• if I was hungry, at say, 3am, someone would feed me.





• I would still think Barbie and all her associates were rock stars.





• I would never get tired of someone reading the same book over, and over, and over, and over again, approximately 231 times a day.





• when I watched a show and three pebbles balanced the weight of a car, I would believe it.





• I wouldn't care that my mom combined all of the Easter candy, and then she and Dad ate all of the candy because I forgot about it completely.





• I could tell my parents that I wanted to wash dishes for my chore instead of clear the table, I would try it out for a day, decide I didn't like it, and never have to wash dishes again.

Here's to being a responsible adult...

Katie