There was that one day, a long time ago...
When all I worried about was the next time I got ice cream.
Kicking sand up in the air clinging on the monkey bars.
Holding the wooden frame to the slide, while someone counted to 100 to come searching.
Picking daisies and playing with GI Joe figures in bark dust.
Watching the dolphin fountain spontaneously spurt water scaring my cat.
Making an adventure out of killing the black widow in our swing set,
by drowning it out of the metal pole.
Trying to ride our dog like a horse.
Curling up in a bed with my sisters just to take out our sticker books and peel back he stickers in the dart to see electric sparks.
Watching for the morning star on Easter and wearing those plastic jellies that made your feet sweat to high heaven, but as long as there was ice cream in the world none of the bad stuff mattered.
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