I've never thought of myself as mature.
I did however feel, that I had passed far beyond certain behavior in life.
What am I talking about?
well...I believe that we can
always, no matter what age, act or do something silly.
Giggle at silly words with double meanings.
Be a fool. Be foolish.
Be fooled.
But when I hit my knee on the damn dryer today so hard I fell to the floor sobbing like a baby, it surprised the heck out of me.
Birthing a child and teenage heartache aside, I can't remember ever crying really really hard over something that hurt.
Cursing like a trucker..you bet.
Sobbing while my daughter wipes my tears away and kisses my cheek ...ahh, no.
So we went outside.
The sun was out.
I found the biggest egg ever laid on this farm.
Took pictures of it too.
Really huge.
I pushed my girl on her swing.
I forgot I had the egg in my pocket.
The swing came back a bit too hard.
..well you know the rest.
Didn't see that coming today either.
Some days, you just need to walk away from and forget.
