When I woke up this morning I was thinking about a song I wrote about twenty years ago that I recorded with Greg Brayton. It went…
Let that little kid come out in me
Let me chase a butterfly let me climb a tree
Let me mess my hair up and giggle out with glee
Oh, let that little kid come out in me.
Letting out that little kid sounded like a good idea after all the politics on TV lately.
Well, I ran through the lyrics a few times and then I started thinking what kid things I might try to do today. I used to juggle balls. Three of them. I tried that a few months ago and it was a disaster. I only tried that once so maybe I should try again. I have one of those pick up tools so that should make it easier to pick up the balls.
My YoYo is around here somewhere. I might try to find it. I used to be pretty good with that and haven’t tried it in about twenty or thirty years or so. I might try that one. And I think in one of the drawers upstairs from my office next to my drums I have a harmonica. I never could play that darn thing but it might be fun to try that out.
Oh Lordy, let that little kid come out in me.
I am so happy I read the little tidbits until the end! When we moved across the country last year to a new retirement life, I gave up on watching or listening to news altogether. The political stuff and other really bad things sneak in during commercial breaks and that’s enough for me to be soured on it. I think I should try some harmonica juggling myself. Have a great day, I hope it’s warming up where you live.