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Just the other day

Just the other day, I was a kid.

Just the other day, life was simple.

Just the other day, we were walking down the graduation aisle, toilet papering people’s houses and cruising around the square.

When did we grow up?

I don’t feel “grown up.” But does anybody ever really feel ready to take on life as an adult?

Memory lane was reopened last week and, thankfully, only happy memories came to the surface.

Like when a childhood friend and I dumped an entire bottle of liquid glue into another classmate’s school box.

But he totally deserved it. And I, consequently, totally deserved being sent to the principal’s office in (wait for it) KINDERGARTEN!

(I’ve always been a parent pleaser!)

Or the slumber parties. Water wars with enemy girls from higher grades.

Police were called and we were all told to go to bed.

Dance competitions. Show Choir rehearsals. Home games.

We were all so innocent back then.

There were no bills. There was no stress besides the who’s mad at who and the other inevitable middle and high school drama.

But then we grew up and moved away from the sheltered existence of our youth.

I think most adults long for the days of no bills and real responsiblities.

I don’t want to go back to being a teen, but I certainly would love to be that carefree for a few more years. Maybe if I knew then what I know now I wouldn’t rush the growing up process.

I would savor sleeping in. I would appreciate someone else cooking my meals, buying my groceries, driving me to and fro.

I would forget about having a boyfriend and just hang with my pals.

And we would laugh.

Because that’s the thing I remember most about my youth.

Laughter. Gut-wrenching, pee-in-your-pants, tears-freely-flowing laughter.

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My name is Ginia Oehlschlager and I'm a small-town gal from Missouri. Join me as I document my crazy life on the farm with my husband and four kids. I'm always looking for frugal, simple ways to live the life God set before me. Where faith, family and fun come together on the farm.

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