There was a time not long ago when it felt like the word "adult" shouldn't be applied to me but only used for real grown-ups like my parents. Then suddenly I woke up and realized that if I have all the responsibilities of an adult, I must actually be one, too! Truth be told, I may not be a kid anymore, but some days I don’t feel much like an adult either. What about you?
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I like it that way. Everyone should remember the good stuff about being a kid. 








Maybe when I stop throwing my birthday parties at toy stores and having dinners with grab bags that have toys in them, I'll look into this adult thing.
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