I went by my mom’s house yesterday to visit. My sister and I were sitting out on the porch while my 7-year-old niece Laila rode her bike. That definitely brought back some memories, especially when her chain came off. Her big smile turned quickly to a sad frown. Of course, being a good uncle, I fixed the bike. Laila, asked “How do you know how to fix it?” I responded, “I was your age once and that’s kid stuff.” She laughed, took her bike, big smile returned and rode off. When I was about to leave, Laila told me she couldn’t wait to be big so she could get a car like mine. I asked her why and she said, “There’s know chains on a car.” You gotta love her!
I just turn 36 and life is full of complicated “Adult Stuff.” Seeing Laila ride reminded my of simpler times when fixing a bike chain was easier that replacing my car’s broken ball joint. Like Laila, I once dreamed of being “Big.” The funny thing is, when you’re young, its little things that make you feel big. For instance, yesterday I was putting away my crayons (I just started coloring again thanks to WilderSoul’s Blog) when I had a thought. I shared it on Facebook.
Remember when you graduated from using crayons to using marker? It made you feel like a big kid…
It was those little things that made me feel grown up or “Big.” Here are a few more from when I was this guy:
1. Being able to ride a bicycle without training wheels.
2. The first time I didn’t have to get the Happy Meal at McDonald’s.
3. Getting a book bag that didn’t have cartoons on it.
4. Crossing the street by myself.
5. Going to the corner store by myself with more than a dollar.
Those were the days. Now that I’m pushing 40, I’m happy if I only spend a dollar at the store. I don’t want to cross the street for anything if I can help it. That’s what delivery is for. My book bag has a butterfly on it. I buy Happy Meals to save money and my car has four wheels like my bike with training wheels. Wow!
Kid’s Stuff… I’m gonna make my favorite meal from when I was a kid: Spaghetti & Hot Dogs.