Going back in time

Our 17 year old daughter tells me that she doesn't want to grow up and that it is a fear of hers to turn 18 and then 19 and then 20 and so forth and so on. I told her that life happens and it is just like an energizer battery and that it keeps going and going and going. She says that she enjoys being a child and doesn't want to enter the adult life.

So while we were just sitting in the living room, chillin' and watching television, our 17 year old says to me, "Mom, why don't you read me a bedtime story like you used to do when I was younger?" My reply, "Child, now I end up in bed before you do now." We laughed and then she said, "I want to go back in time where you used to bathe me and tuck me in at night." My reply, "When I washed your booty, it stayed clean, now that you are washing it, ain't no telling what kind of crust has grown on it." All we could do is laugh and she said, "Mom, you are so hilarious, now can you pick me up and carry me?" My reply, "You have lost your everlasting mind, you will break my arm and my back." She fell out on the floor and laughed. Laughter and then more laughter.  Life,I tell ya,  it's all about living.

Lovingly yours,