Your dollies don’t poop on the floor.
You don’t have to clean up “Dolly’s” poop off the floor.
Your clothes don’t have to match, or be clean.
You get fed and watered and carried to bed.
Your lists are scribble… nothing really needs to get done.
You don’t have to moisturize every night.
Your greatest worry is whether or not mom-n-dad ‘ll take you to Chuck E. Cheese.
You don’t get letters from the IRS.
When your peers are mad at you, they just yell and scream at you - no gossip. You always know where you stand.
Death… huh?
No bills.
Chubby bellies and chubby legs are cute.
You don’t have to run errands.
You can wear a princess dress or spiderman costume and people say, “How adorable!”
You can hit back an not go to jail.
You can lay on the grocery store floor and kick and scream and wail and not care what anyone thinks.
You really don’t care what others think (see above).
You can and do laugh at anything. Aannyytthhiinngg.
You can indulge in arm fart competitions.
Freely tooting isn’t embarassing - it’s impressive.
Everything is new and worth investigating. Time is never wasted…
love this!
- It’s not about what brown can do for you, but what you can do with brown. (eew!)
- Boogers taste way better!
Amen sista!!!!
When Belle says “Oh, it is so hard being a kid!”
I just want to slap her around (not really but you know what I mean)! HUGH!