Who remembers being five?

I know when I was a young kid, I wanted to have an adult life that was similar to my fathers.

He traveled a lot and I thought that was really cool.

He would also tell the best stories.

On Sunday mornings my mom didn’t make him go to church and at that time I thought that was great. I hated wearing dresses and I would have to wear a dress with pantyhose every Sunday morning.

I still hate wearing dresses, and you won’t get me near a pair of pantyhose today. It’s pants, shorts, jeans or nothing.

So yea I guess that is what I wanted to be, my dad.

That is all for today. I am glad you are here. While you are here check out some of my other blog posts.

Daily writing prompt

When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?

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