Remember How It Felt to be a Kid

In the daily grind of life, I try, really try like most folks I know to be a good parent. Sometimes I do OK but no doubt there's a lot of room for improvement. At 39 it is hard to remember what it felt like to be a kid sometimes. So I thought I'd share the letter my daughter gave me a few weeks back as it reminded me of her perspective.

"Mommy I don't want to be mad at you all the time but you need to let me do stuff without you like I can never ride my scooter without you outside. And another thing, I am a kid. I am not a vegetarian and I would like a little bit of meat in my meals. I am a child. I am picky and my taste buds change."

So maybe my cooking could use some updating too, huh!