I wish I had a Buck for every time I was told to act my age. I was told this in a destructive manner. From my mom and dad, nuns and teachers and even my ex wife. All of them at one point told me to act my age.
I occasionally use this term with the Shepkids, but I use it in a constructive way. We are only this age today. Tomorrow we will be an older age. You might as well get a day to be 10 or 17 or 26 or 39 or 62 or 97. I think you’re getting my point.
My best memories of childhood are when my authority figures acted goofy. Reading the funny papers with my Gramma, well that was as wild as she got. listening to my mom play Spike Jones and Doctor Dimento songs on the piano. Seeing my dad disco dance in his boxers when he made his first pot of coffee.
Today’s quote is from Ralph Waldo Emerson. What I take from it is to loosen up and put smiles on faces.
Someday after I’m gone and the adult Shepkids are having a couple Old Styles together, I hope they find time to tell goofy dad stories.
Two years from today we get a new President. I hope she’s better than these last couple clowns.
