...lazy Saturday mornings when Dad, Mis, Tim, and I would wake up to the smell of pancakes and French toast or any other food that tastes good with lots of Maple syrup, courtesy of Mom
...thinking that flying on an airplane was the most exciting thing ever
...believing in Santa Claus
...the special sound of two parents and three children living in a house together
...being more afraid of the dark than a bad hair day
...when fights with my sister were about nothing and holding a grudge meant you just gave someone the silent treatment for an hour
...terrorizing my babysitters
...when a couple of dimes and quarters were a fortune!
...dreaming of a career on Broadway and a marriage to Jonathan Taylor Thomas
...when "Eureeka's Castle" was the highlight of the day and politics (i.e. "Crossfire," which Dad always watched) was deathly boring
...pushing Barbie in the tire swing, just so I could watch her fall out of it multiple times in a row
...when it was easy and made perfect sense to "just say no"
...singing Ace of Base and TLC songs at the top of my lungs, showing off how I'd memorized all the lyrics
I miss when the world was small and adults were big.
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...Your mom's funnel cakes for breakfast
...eating something like funnel cake without thinking about how many calories it has and how hard I'd have to run to make that up
...Barney umbrellas and English accents
...reading all your books while you finished your homework
...watching cartoons with Missy and Tim because you could sleep ALL DAY
...sleeping over at each other's houses every weekend
...annoying the crap out of our parents by singing our bad 6th grade music at the top of our lungs
...choreographing dances to the Space Jam soundtrack because, let's face it, that CD freakin' rocked
I'm really glad you're coming to visit me.
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