I’m a fan. Always have been. Always will be.
You’d think as you add more years in life, you grow up.
Alas. You don’t. At least, I didn’t. Hah!
Maturity. Responsibility. It’s there (or so I’d like to think).
But the moments that make me feel like a child again?
Moments like these…
Post-Script: I think it’s quite hilarious that this post comes right after my own entry about “growing up.”