1/Presents – I know it’s not polite to put this one first (or ask for one!) but where are all my presents at? I seem to recall receiving a lot more gifts as a kid. Whether it be my granddads pocket change, toys or sweets my chances of getting handed anything of the sort has plummeted with age.
2/Bath time – Remember the excitement of bath-time? Baths are pretty much a non event these days, so much so that I rarely have them. Why would I? I have no toys to keep me entertained and no mum to wash the shampoo out of my hair.
3/Belief - When I was little I was convinced that when I grew up I would be a soldier slash actress, slash vet and I’d marry a prince and be a mum to five kids! Don’t get me wrong I still believe it could happen but it’s looking less and less likely.
4/Friends – It’s a sad fact that the older you get the harder it is to make friends. When I was a kid I made a new best friend everyday. If I spotted another child of a similar age I’d be straight over to them playing some ingenious made up game. Nowadays potential mates are seen as strangers and they’re lucky to get a smile out of me.
5/Sliding down the stairs – Be it on your bum, the banister or in a sleeping bag it was the only way to travel downstairs! My legs are far too long now, plus I bruise easily – which leads me on to my next reason.
6/No fear – I used to throw myself off anything and everything when I was kid. I usually hurt myself but the point is I tried. I attempted to jump off the roof of my house , I tried to swing into my paddling pool and unsuccessfully tried to fly off the top of my bunk-bed. These days you’ll be lucky to get me jump over the garden gate.
7/ No shame – Gone are the days when I could just strip off anywhere and run along the beach naked. Well, I suppose technically you still can but I personally wouldn’t be as carefree about it!
8/The ice-cream van – It didn’t matter where I was or what I was doing if I heard that music I dropped what I was doing and legged it after the van. Nothing got in the way of my ice-cream, apart from mum on the odd occasion.
9/Water parks – Is it just me or were they not the most amazing places in the world? I went recently and it just wasn’t the same. Instead of being filled with wonder I was filled with disgust at the floating bloody plasters in the water. Mini-me wouldn’t have given a toss.
10/Magic – I want to look at things with childlike wonder and not question why but instead just think ‘wow’! ’Wow the bunny disappeared’ and ‘Wow that man just stole my nose’! I won’t even start on Santa Claus but I think all grown ups are in agreement he should still come to us!
I’m missing a lot more reasons but I’m getting too nostalgic and sad to continue. However I know it’s not all doom and gloom, there is a light at the end of the tunnel and that light is our own kids! Having kids gives you license to relive your own childhood – hurray all is not lost! So this summer make sure you go down that water slide, jump through that water sprinkler and live life with reckless abandon once again!