Frogs and Purses

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I chuckled when I saw the cartoon. This was so me when I was that little. All dressed up like a girl, but not wanting to be one, at least not at that age. The acceptance that I wasn’t a boy came years later, the love for being a woman arrived just in time for adulthood.

Weird or not weird?

I read the prompt in the morning and couldn’t come up with anything, I couldn’t think about a toy that was precious or special to me.  I went in my workshop and thought about it some more. All day long during my work I thought about my childhood room, and all kind of precious childhood memories came to my mind and made me smile. Still I didn’t “see” a favorite toy in my memory.

When I am an old Lady

We don’t have children, so I might not be able to spread the joy in the same way, but I hope from the bottom of my heart, that I will be playing in the mud just for the fun of it…later on, when I will be an old Lady.