I am watching a little girl home from school this week. Yesterday, I made a snack for her, an apple and orange ‘sandwich’ which she absolutely loved! She didn’t immediately put me down or question me, like the way grown-ups do. I feel like children are way more accepting of my quirks, so I can be my silly self. Adults want me to be, well, adult-like. When I am happy, I act like a kid. Actually, when I’m upset, I act like a kid, too. (Truth.) Off to another fun adventure… (So sorry I am behind on posts…) Have a super day everyone!