I hate growing up so much that for my sweet sixteen, I had Bob and Larry cakes.
I don’t remember the moment when I got brought an adult cup, because since about age 7 I have been ordering off the adult menu (I eat a lot even back then)
But I was so tall for my age my mom got a ticket for me being in a car seat because the police man said that I was too tall for it…I was 4 and weighed all of…25 lbs. I should’ve been in that car seat.
Even to this day I avoid being an adult. I get kid’s menus and color them. Or I bring my own coloring book to restaurants. I get bored at work and start making things out of paper. If there isn’t a client at work and I need to go from point a to point be…I schootch (…that word) in my rolly chair.
I WEAR A BUTTERFLY CAPE TO WORK!!! I refuse to grow up. I am a self proclaimed 5 year old and will forever be!!
