If Only We Were Two Years Old...

If only we were two years old. That would rock for so many reasons. No wrinkles. You would be able to jump up and down without peeing in your pants. (You KNOW what I'm talking about.) But, if you did, it wouldn't matter anyway.

And, wouldn't you love to just be able to pinch the crap out of someone if they made you mad? Without worrying about people looking at you like you've lost your mind. Or, worse yet, having the cops arrest you for assault.

Or the next time you're in the 10 item lane at the grocery store and you realize too late that the woman in front of you has 30 items in her cart, that you could just go up and push her?

Go ahead and admit it. It would be fun. Well. Maybe not fun. But it would give you a bit of satisfaction for a moment.

I decided that I want to be a kid again after watching Mary Mayken and her bff Eleanor.

You see, Mary Mayken and Eleanor have a love/hate relationship. They love to hate each other.

Eleanor decides that she's going to pinch the tar out of Mary Mayken.



But, Mary Mayken isn't taking it. PUSH.



Well, Eleanor decides that she's not done with the fight yet. Note Eleanor's sister beside Mary Mayken. Completely unconcerned. LOL.



that's. just. wrong.



Then the Eleanor's big sister Charlotte steps in. Finally.

But instead of stopping the fight, she just tattles on her little sister.



Of course, I could have stopped them myself. Okay. I should have stopped them. Charlotte is five. I am. Well. Old enough to have stopped it.

But those two were too funny and I just couldn't stop snapping pictures.

But, wait. Eleanor's not done. She isn't giving up on getting Mary Mayken's bow that I had just put back into her hair. (Because I may not be a good aunt and have stopped the fight but she WILL look cute. It's all about priorities, people.)



But, Mary Mayken has had enough. Later.



I so want to be two again. :)