I'm a grown man, I know. But sometimes I can't help but revert to the way things used to be once upon a long time ago.
Because, sometimes . . .
I still like to stomp through puddles after a rainstorm.
I miss my mommy when the world is scary and life uncertain.
I'll pretend to have super powers, like flight or invincibility.
I must have milk with my cookies. Right. NOW!!!
I still like a good bedtime story.
I get shy around pretty girls.
I don't care if I'm dirty.
I'll chat with my li'l bro for hours about video games.
I believe in happy endings.
Because, sometimes . . . I'm still 4 years old, and Summertime never ends.