Recently, after finishing my shopping at the grocery store I was heading out to my vehicle in the car park when I did something that I’m sure most adults don’t do. And, I’ll admit, I’ve done it before and I’ll do it again. And, I’ll also admit, that I loved it!
I took a few bigger steps while pushing the trolley and a few faster ones, then I leant over onto the handle and lifted my feet up off the ground. Wheeeeeeeeeee! I was off! In that moment, all my worries flew away like the breeze blowing through my hair… well, in fact all my usualworries were replaced by a new one, ‘I hope I don’t tip off the back of this damn thing!’ Hahaha!
While I know it’s a childish thing to do, it gives me this grand feeling of youth and exuberance and I know next time when I’m in the car park with a trolley (usually after the sun has gone down so I’m less likely to be noticed – but possibly also more likely to be a hit by a passing car) I will be riding along the back of the trolley again.
That got me thinking then about what other child-like things I secretly cherish.
I truly love swinging on swings. I’m not exactly sure why because I don’t really like the up and down motion (I’m not really a rides person) and I sort of have an issue with heights but something about being on a swing makes me feel alive. Perhaps it has to do with the fact I had a little one hanging from our tree in the backyard when I was about five. And I’d spend a lot of time out there when I was looking for fairies and pixies.
In the kitchen, that’s an easy one. From time to time I love nothing more than to have soft boiled eggs with soldiers. Yep, just like Mum used to make when we were kids. The eggs were cooked just enough so we could dip our cut up toast soldiers into the yolk. Yummo. I think my brother and my favourite part was turning the egg upside down in the egg cup when we had finished and telling Mum that she had forgot to crack that one open for us. And every time, without fail, Mum would come over with a little teaspoon and crack open the empty egg shell before my brother and I would nearly fall off the chair laughing. I don’t know how long she continued that joke for, going along with our silly game each time we had eggs in cups, maybe I’ll try it again next time I’m there for breakfast???
And, speaking of food, what about the all time greatest party food… fairy bread. The combination of the soft fresh bread, the crunchy hundreds and thousands and the many wonderful memories of childhood parties, just makes fairy bread too good to resist again every time I see it now as an adult (which sadly is not as much as perhaps I would like)!
Are there any special foods that help you relive your childhood when you eat them? Or perhaps there is something you love to do secretly because you think it’s not something anyone over 15 should do? Well, here is your chance to share it unashamedly with the world. (Or, at least with me and any other B*witching readers out there!)
And one last thing before I go, I’d like to leave you with a challenge. Next time you’re pushing the trolley back to you car, take a little ride. And I know, like me, a smile will just take over your face and you will feel at least half your age for a minute or two. Have fun!
‘Til next time,