rookie of the year was the film of choice
please note this is from 1993... |
watching it and just reliving a piece of childhood was interesting. it took me back to being 6 years old and having the world at my fingertips. my backyard turned into everything from the wild west and little house on the prairie, to a spaceship to an ocean. i would sit in my basement and pretend i was bob ross painting 'happy little trees' and cleaning my brush by smacking it all over things (also add i sprayed paint EVERYWHERE... the things my parents did to let my creativity flow!). i was an olympic gymnast AND equestrian rider all thanks to the family couch (the back made a great balance beam and the arms made great horses...) and i was outside so much it wasn't even funny.
don't get me wrong... growing up is kinda fun. i get to make my own choices (cake for breakfast anyone?), i feel responsible and on top of things and like a 'real' person, but gosh... being a kid was great. i guess all i can do is hope that i can still maintain child-like awe and wonder, trust God like i trusted my parents to just take care of things when i was little, and hope that i can give my own kids (one day in the far far future...) the same kind of exciting, innocent childhood i had.
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