Most people experience mid-life by purchasing a sports car. Or having an affair. I'm having daydreams of being a kid again. If I could step back into an elementary school today, I would. The smell of fat pencil lead, cafeteria food, and the distinct odor from dusty books in the library are calling to my distant memories. My oldest will be a junior this year and the baby is a pre-schooler. I have no reason to be missing my elementary years so much. Unless, ofcourse, it is related to losing my mom and wanting to be a "child" all over again. For my husbands sake, I hope it is that; part of the grieving process. If it's mid-life, it could get expensive for him if I move on to sports cars. :-)
