To Be 10 Again

Ok, so I've been slacking off on this blog lately, I know. I'm sorry. I have finally chosen a new topic. Imagine you are ten again. You can take all of your knowledge now back to that time. What would you do differently?

I don't know how much I would do differently, but I would defiantly spend time re enjoying things I used to enjoy. I was emailing this week with a friend of mine and here is a part of my email. I used to go to this friends house after school and in the summer for "baby sitting."

"T,

Ever want to go back in time, even if its just for the afternoon? I began wishing I could this afternoon. Back to a time when life was simpler. If only it were that easy. You know where I found myself this afternoon? In Logan's walk in closet. With the marble set we weren't supposed to get out. Then I found myself out back on the swing flying to Hawaii and fighting about what coast it was off of (you were right of course). Then the play room. With 'The Price is Right' on the tv in the next room and Robert rapping "Vanilla Ice." Man, those were the days.

I walk past that house about every other day with the dog. Cracks me up to think about the past. The construction guy falling through the ceiling. Your broken leg (i thin it was leg, but now i'm thinking arm). You had "caution" tape on your closet door. Going to the creepy basement for Popsicles. Hiding from your grandmother. Stepping on a bee in the sandbox. riding and skating down the sidewalk to "ramp" on the bump in the sidewalk. When my sister moved into that tiny house that is set off the street on that road I used to ride my bike and I always tried to jump that bump. You'd think by now they'd fix it.

Well, I guess enough remembering the real world is calling and I can't ignore the ringing phone forever. Although, if I shut the closet door and build the marble tower I might be able too.

C"

To which "T" replied,

"All the time. I would love to be back there in Logan's closet with the marble tower with you. Trying to sneak in the house so Grandma wouldn't see, playing in the yard, building a snowman and getting in the paper. Mac and cheese for lunch. Best years of my life, and I so wanted to be a grown up. Now I so want to be a little kid. "

I would also spend more time playing in the rain. Playing kickball in the cul-de-sac. Jailbreak on a hot summer night. Pick up game of touch football in my backyard. Climbing the willow tree next door with S. Ice hockey in T & C's back yard (it was always flooded).

Ahh, to be ten again. Would you go back? Why or why not?