It’s a little late because I work Sundays and I just HAD to share my excitement about cooking, but better late than never right?
Sometimes I don’t think I’m ready for parenthood because I still act like a child myself. A perfect weekend for me would consist of watching at least one Disney movie and maybe a cartoon show or two. I love playing board games, and eating snacks like Mac and Cheese.
I often get nostalgic about the days when my sister and I would play with our Barbie dolls, dress them up and cut their hair. We even teased our little brother once and pulled off all of the heads on his power ranger action figured and switched them with the other super hero heads. It was mean, but it was fun.
One summer we got creative and turned our sleeping bags into sleds and drove them down the staircase. Karaoke and dress-up were commonly on our to-do-list. We loved to play! But you know what?–I still do.
It’s a lot easier to entertain myself with the Internet at my hands, but I miss the good ‘ol days of laughing at childish movies, and watching them over and over a million times.
I got a taste of this a couple of weeks ago. I watched Tarzan than Cinderella, then when my husband got home I made him watch Tarzan with me again cause he had never seen it before.
Have I mentioned I love Disney? I think I have… Once or twice. But really, I DO! I bought an entire DVD collection of EVERY Disney Classic (cartoon) movie from Snow White to Ratatouille (I just need Bolt and Wall-E). I can’t wait to have kids and be able to share all of those movies with them. They may not like them as much as I did, but I sure hope it’s a tradition I can pass on to my kiddos!
I love being around little kids cause I feel like it gives me an excuse to BE a kid again–An excuse to take me back. I don’t want to feel like an old fart already. Is this why people say children keep you young? I hope that means becoming a mom will take off a few years for me. If anything it’ll give me someone to watch those things with since right now getting my husband to watch them with me is like pulling teeth. And now that it’s Easter season I’m sad that I don’t have a little girl to dress up in a pretty dress, or a cute little boy to put in a suit.–Even worse, I don’t have someone to decorate eggs with… It’s not dying them alone (or with an unenthusiastic husband).
Same story at Halloween and Christmas time. I’m really looking forward to being young again through my children.–At the same time thought I’m hoping I’m not one of those crazy moms that tries to force my kids to do things I didn’t get to do. We’ll see how it works out.