My husband just told my son to “grow up”. When he did, my head kind of exploded.
I don’t want that.
I’m in my 40’s and legally an adult but I’m far from a grown up. If you want to be technical, yes, I’m a “grown up” but I really hate using that term.
Let’s look at the term grown up :
1. having reached the age of maturity.
2. characteristic of or suitable for adults: grown-up behavior; grown-up fiction.
1. An adult
While I’m definitely the noun, I don’t ever want to be considered the adjective. I’ve done enough grown up behavior for two lifetimes. I’ve been a teacher and a boss; both have job requirements of “grownupiness”. I’ve done my part and if, professionally, it was required I could do it again.
But not now. Not here with my kids.
They have an adult for a mom but not a grown-up.
Confused yet? Here’s an example of what I mean:
•I’m an adult feeding my children dinner. Tonight is pizza night. I choose to have my daughter tell her daddy she wants “rainbows and trucks” on her pizza.
•I’m contemplating wearing pigtails tomorrow.
•Skittles is not in a food group yet I think they make a perfectly good lunch option.
•I car dance.
•Yes, I find farts funny.
•Video game playing is a must do in our house.
•If I wasn’t writing this, I would be building my son’s newest LEGO set right now.
Think those are all adult activities? Then you would agree with my statement.
We can all be adults here. What type of adult is completely up to you.
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