This part 1 deals with raising up kids. In plural for I freely admit I'm a very serious case of kidultism. (Wow, just made a new word!) I love pink and cute. Took 30 years to admit it but I'm still partly in that princess phase almost every girl goes through. This picture is from our hallway.
Yes, I use those earmuffs.
I'd be quite happily the kidult I am, but darn! I had a kid of my own. There's just no other way to raise a kid but to grow up myself also. Really. I don't know if raising a kid is that difficult. Much more difficult is to act like an adult myself. To keep up limits, not to eat just desserts, to care about bedtimes etc. etc.
I DON'T WANNA !!!
*whiny voice* I wan't to eat candy whenever. I wan't drink red wine first thing in the morning. I wan't to go dancing in gaybars.
*back to adulthood* I care too much about my kid to be that stupid, but sometimes I just wish...
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