...you're just *acting* at being one of the grown-ups?
I love to play, to be free in their world, to conspire with them, to eat cake instead of dinner and to create at LEAST as much mess as they do. I love to let myself stop worrying about this and that, and just go with the moment. I love to hold back from insisting that something needs to be put away *now* and join the game instead.
And I love to find notes from my friends hidden in my house long after they have left. Eric the sheep made it into our New Year Plans. I don't know when, but Sam, you crazy, thankyou for your gift of a smile.An affirmation that I can be a grown-up later. There is more than enough time for joy in the now.