The Friday Five from RevGalBlogPals:
Today’s Friday Five celebrates the spontaneous child in all of us… or at least the one that we admire in someone else:
- On a scale of 1-5, with 5 being I can’t do this now; I am about to jump into a pit of plastic balls at the mini-mall and 1 being I can’t do this now until I can get all of the fonts on my blog to match – where are you?I'm not sure I understand or agree with the question. Is the question asking how child-like I am? I still like to play, but I don't play in the same way that I did when I was a child. I don't play with dolls anymore; I play with color and light. I do think I still have a sense of play, of having fun. I think it's fun and playful to make the font match on my blog! I probably never liked jumping into a pit of plastic balls.
- What is the silliest/most childlike thing you have done as an adult? I remember meeting Steve, his brother, our boys and his boys in the park one Saturday a few years ago. We stayed a long time and played on the swings. I still love swings!
- Any regrets? About what? Swinging? No. In life? Sure. Growing up? No, I like my age now. I wouldn't want to be a child or a teenager again.
- What is the silliest thing you have ever seen another adult do on purpose? I thought this would be an easy question. I'm trying to think of something silly that an adult has done on purpose. Hmmm. I do have a picture of a friend wearing a very strange rubber head covering at Starbucks. That looks kind of silly. I have a husband and friends with pretty intense senses of silliness, and we laugh all the time - maybe that is the silliest thing I see adults do on a regular basis -- make each other laugh.
- What is something you wish you had done when you had the chance? I've sat here 2 or 3 minutes trying to think of something. If I can't think of something, does it mean I don't have child-like impulses, and don't regret that, or does it mean that I've followed through with my impulses, so I haven't missed anything? Or does it mean I have a bad memory? Probably the latter. Oh, wait. We went ice skating with the church a few years ago. Steve skated, and I watched. I kind of wish I had tried it.