Today we are throwing it back to the glory days aka our childhood. No matter what we say and no matter how old we are, there will always be a kid lingering inside of us. Even if he comes out less and less as we grow older, nevertheless he will always still be there, in our hearts. I will always remember the glory days of:
naps in kindergarten class
sleepovers on sleepovers on sleepovers
Paying zero attention in class (a skill that evolved into a art form)
running wild during recess in elementary school
watching my 4th grade math teacher do 100 pushups on the field (the legendary Mr. Jones)
field trips anyone?
4 square, hopscotch, and dare I say it, handball!
playing a school-wide massive game of tag on the streets of Carmel Valley (okay that was high school)
Earning stars in class!
I can’t believe I forgot kickball and tetherball. Silly me.
But most of all, fun, freedom, and food fights!
Cheers to the glory days!
