I'm Still A Kid At Heart

As I'm typing this lovely blog post, the rain is finally winding down from last nights storm. The past couple really hot & humid days here in Massachusetts usually end up with thunder storms around midnight. I have to say, one of my biggest fears, and I've had this fear at both houses that I've lived at. Is that during a thunder storm, the lightning is going to hit a tree, and the three will fall on top of my bedroom, or me. The odds that this will happen are low, I know that, but my room has trees on two sides and they're very large trees at that, so I have had that fear. With that being said I cannot sleep when ever there is a thunder storm right on top of me! Who can? So, I usually am down a couple hours of sleep, also, but that's not the point. The lightning, I love the lightning, but only when I'm not sleeping and the whole family is sitting together and watching it together, when it's just me, in the middle of the night, trying to get to sleep, and it lights up my whole room, well then Cae isn't all that happy about it.

The last really bad thunder storm we had was a couple weeks ago, and it lasted for about thirty to forty-five minutes (maybe more, I don't know I was tired and just wanted to go to bed!), so finally I was so fed up with this storm that I went to mom and dad's room and sat on the corner of their bed, they were both up, and plus my dog Max was freaking out, so he got to be on mommy & daddy's bed (he usually isn't allowed on the bed). Last night, not only was I was too tired to actually get up walk across the house (hoping that the lights are on so I don't fall down my stairs), walk up a flight of stairs, and then hope that mom and dad didn't lock their bedroom door. Last night it seemed like way to much energy! Instead, I figured out why I go to mom & dad, they're my security blanket. So last night I was with my other security blanket, God, I prayed and the storm eventually calmed down, and I wasn't as scared as I usually am.

So despite the fact that I may be a teenager, I'm still a little kid (in Thumper P.J.s!) who is scared by the thunder storms.

Cae ♥

It's 10:00, Do you know where your inner child is?

Last week at the library, we decorated for the holidays. While decorating Mrs. Tower and I were talking- - -Let me rephrase that, Mrs. Tower was telling me that I can't decorate (She's right, I can't really decorate for Christmas) and that I needs to be symmetrical. I can't accomplish that one little bit, so while we were decorating, and I couldn't hang my end of a garland, Mrs. Tower asked me, if I could get my inner-child to help me decorate. I responded that I can't find my inner-child currently, and that I'll have to look later. This conversation went on for another ten minutes, about how a teenager can't find her inner-child, but the mom of two kids kept onto her inner-child. After we finished decorating, Mrs. Tower asked if I wanted to make paper snowflake, but she quickly added that my inner-child isn't home, so I probably wouldn't want to do it, I was surprised that I got to make paper snowflakes, something that I haven't done since I was 5, I responded overjoyed and said that I would love to make them. My reaction surprised Mrs. Tower. Mrs. Tower asked me why I loved making paper snowflakes- - -My response;; "I made them as a little girl, the last time I made them was when I was five, with my Grandmother in the basement in our old town. I remember doing it, I guess we found a little part of my inner-child." This revalation enlightened Mrs. Tower, but also set her into a mission, she was going to find all of my inner-child, if it was going to be the death of her.

I came home, with a little part of my inner-child and explained all of this to my mom, which she said that we need to find the rest also! I convinced her that if we made cookies I could find some more. The cookies that I love, and my mother dislikes- - -The Pillsbury Cut-N-Bake (Well they're no longer cut-n-bake, but they were!)

These cookies I also made with my grandmother. The memories are countless, we would cut thicker cookies, and eat one or two raw here and there, she would help me cut the cookies, etc. etc. I've always loved the taste and the memories that come with it. We went to the store later that night for other items, and I got three boxes of these cookies, I made two on Friday, and one on Sunday. I think I've found the rest of my inner-child, and mom will be picking more up today at the store!

Have you embraced you're inner-child yet? It's the best time of the year to!

So since it's 10:00

Do You Know Where You're Inner-Child is?