i was laying in bed one night thinking of al the things that we once did as a kid and as we got older it stopped or changed...
like wen you go from saying mummy too mum too mother
when the worst diease you could catch was boy cooties
when your Dad was the only guy you would love
when having a sip of Dads beer was WAY too much
how the worst place was the boys toilet
& it dawned on me how much i had changed how my Dad was no longer the only guy i thought id love how i know could drink more than a sip and how i had grown up over the years...
but i remember the moxt was saying how much i wanted to grow up...
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