Today’s daily prompt didn’t impress me: When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?
(“Who the hell are you?”-I think I just heard one of the WP people say.)
If I answered this thing truthfully, I would have to say until my 40th birthday, I felt a little too much like a grown up.
I was a weird kid, what can I say?Ā I read the dictionary andĀ Charles Dickens.
I liked big words and Reader’s Digest.
I was the kid you didn’t have to bribe to watch PBS.
I was also uptight and opinionated and not above telling the grown-ups their mistakes, which didn’t go over so well.
Music was the one place were I was in tune, at least in my teen years, with the moreĀ “normal” crowd.Ā I danced to Micheal Jackson’ sĀ “Thriller” and sangĀ “Shout” by Tears for Fears with real conviction.Ā Those times I felt like the kid I was.
But, then I grew-up and started to act like it. I raised a family and lost my youth.
But, one day I got sick of being so prudish and uptight and said,Ā “I’m getting a little tired of being so prudish and uptight.”
And, so I reverted back and let me tell you I am enjoying this second childhood a lot more than I did the first!
So when did you feel like a true grown-up? Or like me are you in your second childhood?
Just Write 
What? I’m a grown up? Dang.
Somebody has be to grown up. It ain’t a bad thing!
Isn’t it funny though how we never really think of ourselves as being a grown up, and then all of a sudden it dawns on us that, yep, we’re a grown up.
It is hard to realize I have gotten this old, I still feel young.
I know the feeling. Good thing we have kids to remind us how old we are. I believe my kids use the term ‘ancient.’
How is that a good thing? My sons says things like she/he is old like you. Great ego booster.
I was kidding. It’s so not a good thing…
Oh, good I thought you had lost it! š I rely on your sanity, don’t scare me.
I can say this with conviction as a grown man who stills laughs at Animaniacs and Looney Toons, that modern conceptions of adulthood are overrated.
“21? Heck you are still a kid!”, I said in my most patronizingly motherly voice!
I will laugh at Daffy Duck until I can no longer laugh.
I know that I am grown up, but I don’t feel like I am. I don’t mean I am young at heart. I still feel like a little kid when I run into an old teacher. I feel like I am subject to other people rather than being an adult in charge of myself. It’s strange.
Being a kid can be fun, but I suppose feeling like a kid could be intimidating as well. I feel young at heart, but I can feel intimidated when my older sisters are being serious with me, which fortunately for me isn’t very often.
I think I was born an adult, always the responsible one who took care of things, now that we have our Grand baby I fall right into childhood when he is around, not sure if this would be called my first or second but I like it š
I like my second childhood, I don’t plan on growing up this time! š
Congratulations on the grand baby!
I’m in my 4th childhood now. Or is it my 5th?
I still feel like I’m 12, most days. Seriously. And yet, I am a g-g-g-g-g-great grandmother. Yikes. He’s a cutie, tho, so I don’t really mind.
I’m trying to learn dub step, how’s that for never growing up? š
Growing up is over-rated! Being a grandma or a great grandma is a good thing. I was aunt at 8 months old and a great aunt at 18. Big families it happens.
Well, I am a great-grandmother at 29… yup, that’s right, I’m younger than all 3 of my kids, LOL.
How does one do that? š
It’s a secret. Even from me. Only my physician, Dr. Hyde-Jekyll, knows the formula.
Be careful heard he was a quack!