It got me thinking of how much I miss being 12 years old. Unfortunately when I was young, I couldn't wait to be where I am now...older. It so sad to think of all the time I wasted, wishing to be an adult. The wonderful thing about having children is that you get to relive what you didn't appreciate the first time around. Luckily I have the perfect kid to bring out the fun in me.
Here's to a wonderful week of practicing cartwheels....