|Me with one of my brothers (Doug? Harvey?) in 1963|
I just love naps. No doubt I drove my mother crazy when I was a toddler and refused to stay still (as all toddlers do at some point), but I love the idea of a nap being a requisite and expected part of the day.
I would love to just have someone else make all the decisions and do all the work while I come along for the ride. Just feed me, bathe me, give me some toys, and put me to bed. Done.
|My friend Maryanne shared this delightful farm tableau created by her toddler.|
Oh, the hours and hours of amusement to be gleaned from cheap plastic toys made in China! In contrast, grown-up toys, like cameras and sports equipment, are expensive and fragile,
Confession: since I retired, I only wear a bra when I have to, i.e., when I'm leaving the house or we're having company. I have never found a bra that provides good support while remaining comfortable. :(
|I covet this outfit. Every piece of it.|
Since we're on the subject of comfort, I also love the way toddlers dress. No one tells them to "define the waist" or "suck it in." Soft belly? You get zerberts, not a Spanx!
|What could be better than a nap AND a stroller ride?|
You're thinking it; I'm saying it: Life is too much work. Wouldn't it be sweet to just lie back and let someone else convey you to your next destination? Strollers for the win!
When you're a toddler and spill food down the front of your shirt, everyone expects it. Does a toddler ever think, "Oh, crap. Now I have to go put on a clean shirt and pre-treat this stain"? Nope. The toddler is more likely to pull that shirt up to his mouth and suck that noodle and sauce down his gullet. Like a smart little person. (Don't waste food!)
Oh, I could go on and on. Flawless skin. Piggy-back rides. Peek-a-boo. Someone to rock you to sleep. Unrestrained tantrums. (Come on. You know you would love to have one of those!)
Over to you: what age would you like to be?