I think often of my childhood. And how amazing it was. And how priviledged I was/am.
I mean just look at that. Giving my dad the business at age 5 days.
My childhood is full of lots of hilarious stories, as I’m sure many childhoods were. I feel like I did a lot of funny things as a kid. I went through a lot of phases. Allow me to show you a small sample of these abundant phases:
The piano phase.
The raging party animal phase.
The cowboy/indian phase.
The ballet phase. A very short phase.
The “bad A” phase.
The barney pajama/terrorizing maison phase.
The lazertag phase.
The HANSON OBSESSED phase
The horse phase. Not really a phase…still love this
The “let’s climb everything” phase.
The “I may look sweet but I kick people in the face at recess” stage.
I don’t even know what this is, its just appropriate.
Phases not pictured: the Star Wars phase, Paintball phase, Michael Jordan phase, tadpole catching phase, camping phase, perm phase, softball phase, soccer phase, basketball phase, hunting phase, cheddar feti phase, skateboarding phase, guitar phase, and so many more that I am sure I’m forgetting.
I want to sit down one day and try to write down the memories that I have, I think they would be a good read. And maybe a little exaggerated with time.