I like bubbles.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “All Grown Up.”

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illustration by jennifer zetts – etsy

That is kinda my answer.

I wanted to be grown up SO BAD when I was younger. In my family “Stop acting like a child” is an insult. So, I tried and tried and tried. I was so serious – grown ups always are. I worked hard on what I thought was my vision of adult life. I wanted the ticket into that grown up world very much… Too much. I neglected myself. I didn’t listen to my heart. I didn’t pay attention to my soul, to my feelings. I denied myself freedom of living, of choices, of being, of emotions. I took it all away.

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But now in the past few years… I’m bringing it back. And I am such a child. I love that child and that sentence is not anymore an insult to me. I want to remain a child in heart forever. In awe, curious, emotional, creative. I love to swing on swings. I love to hug trees. I love to play games and I am a very sour loser. I absolutely LOVE fireworks. I love balloons and the term of love is not an over statement here. I love animals and playing with them. I am happy when it snows (We had first snow yesterday and a lot of it. ❤ ). I love to sled and run around in snow just to fall on that soft surface. Get red cheeks and build a snowman. I love ice skating. When no one was looking yesterday, I took a bite of snow. It wasn’t yellow, don’t worry. 😀 I did it when I was returning from voting for the president of Croatia. Have I covered both now? Adult and child? Maybe… All I know is that being without that child is awful and boring. Now, sometimes not consciously, I tend to search people who have that child in them and are not ashamed to show it, no matter the age. Their company feels so good. They fill me with joy as I do to them. ❤

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A golden kid (key?)

This Daily Prompt is so weird because I had a vision of a golden key. Not the kind of vision when you see something and you realise you have superpowers, but the kind of  vision when you do a meditation and are asked to imagine this and that and later asked how did the stuff look like. For fun and games, and for analyzing your answers. That kind of vision.

I saw a gold key. Big, old, decorated. Like from a time long ago. I said, “It looks like it opens a big door.”

So, important key. Funny thing was that in this meditation/game, key represented future children or child. 😀 My kiddo, if I decide to have one, will be golden.

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Speaking of kids, my friends have them. Ok, they have one, but still. Two different couples. I was writing about baby Laura the day she was born and the day I opened my Facebook page which is still under construction and soon to be like I like it. Get prepared to be reminded about it, I post videos and photos there, not just posts.

Laura is super cute big cheeks ball of awwwww. She is 2 and a half months old and already showing a personality. I made DIY stuff for her and tutorial will be here. Pinky promise.

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Aaanyway, about kids. I know that every mother gets judged (why is that btw?) but I wonder what is the “most right” way to raise a kid? I am all up for discipline but I think yelling at a kid when he/she hasn’t done anything wrong and threatening the kid with things they don’t like if they don’t do something is just plain mean. Honestly, it makes me physically sick in my stomach. Also, saying stuff like “I don’t like you” when a kid asks if the parent can stay with them until they fall asleep. I had to control myself not to speak up. What do you think? Am I too idealistic and people just don’t have enough energy or they have bad days and frustrating days and they just can’t deal with the kid? What do you think about this “methods”? I think I will get into a fight with her and him next time I see them practicing this nonsense on a three year old. 😡

p.s. If you have no “eclectic” relatives, does that means you’re it? XD

p.p.s. WP is messing with this post and me, grrrrr. I hope it is now showing.