Mama Kat lists several topics to write about in her Writer’s Workshop each week. One of the ideas for this week was 22 things you have never done.

Wanted to be R2D2 for Halloween.

Wanted to be told robot stories several times a day while traveling in a car.

Desired to wear my red rain boots on the wrong feet, because I like the fit better.

Slept in a bed surrounded by zillions of my favorite stuffed friends.

Jumped and out of bed with the desire to grab a front loader and pretend to dig up the blue carpet in my room.

Finger painted with toothpaste on the bathroom mirror.

Squirreled away television remotes, shoes, and other assorted items under couches and behind loveseats.

Been obsessed with recycling so much that I check the bottles abandoned on the beach to see if they have triangles on them.

Been thrilled to gather sticks for hours on a Saturday to build a beaver home.

Wanted to spend hours on Youtube watching C3PO.

Crawled on the floor and pretended to be a cat.

Wondered why R2D2 and C3PO don’t have parents.

Loved to sit in the bathroom with an iPad because I might have to go to the bathroom sometime in the next few hours watching PBSKids.org.

Made a play area out of bed sheets because they were fun to lie in. ( I have laid in a pre-made play area.)

Picked up a broken piece of sidewalk outside of church and then run to the curb every Sunday like clockwork.

Told my mom I hated her and then kissed her face all over.

Danced with a broom while sweeping and listening to Old McDonald.

Relished the samples at Trader Joe’s, Williams- Sonoma, and Publix so much that I can’t stop talking about them.

Said that I loved everything so I didn’t have to remember specific things I loved about school.

Named almost every stuffed animal and sleepy time item what it is + y. We have Rabbity, Liony, Bluey ( The blue blanket), Greeny ( The green blanket) and so on.

Found joy in rolling down the back passenger window with my foot to see if my mom would noticed.

Pretended to fix my car with plastic tools.

I have done some of these things, but never in the way my son chooses to. Maybe I need to before I turn fifty. Living like my three year old in many of these ways sure sounds like fun.

This post is linked to Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop.

This cute fuzzy dog suit has had a long run.

It was worn by the first born boy in my family. His mother thought it was fun.

He decided to be a fireman the next year and it passed to his brother.

“I think you two will look cute!” said his mother.

One will put fires to an end

And the other will be a fireman’s friend.

After each in that family has worn it, it was sent to New York by mail.

It was hoped cousins there would want to scamper and wiggle their tail.

It sat in a box waiting  year after year.

No one wanted to be a dog there it feared.

The cousins there chose to be other creatures.

They never wore the suit and doned dog features.

It traveled with other costumes cousins has used to Carolina, it hoped it would be selected and worn

Despite its frizzy fuzz and that it was now a tiny bit torn.

The frugal mom bought a different costume at a consignment sale.

But her Carolina boy fell instead for the  Dalmatian costume and its stubby tail.

This year it headed to the sale for others to wear.

They will love it too. It needn’t despair.

This post is linked to Mama Kat’s Writer Workshop.