I’m Not An Adult. I’m Just A Grown-Up

When you go exploring, you’re never quite sure what to expect. You never quite know exactly what’s going to happen, where you’ll end up, what will happen along the way, what you’ll find.

For me, everything has been an adventure.

Growing up undoubtedly was.
Teaching has been for sure.
My marriage most certainly.
Being dad most definitely.
This blog, too.
There are still plenty more to come.

I may have grown up, but (as DW can testify to) I’m not an adult. I firmly believe in what George Bernard Shaw told us. We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.

Perhaps that’s why I can relate so well to Calvin and his best friend Hobbes. Thanks to Bill Watterson for creating these lovable, philosophical adventurers. Now let’s go exploring!



20 thoughts on “I’m Not An Adult. I’m Just A Grown-Up

  1. I’ll never forget the first time a random child asked me if I was an adult. I didn’t know what to say. Up until that point, I had never really given the concept any thought. I guess technically I was an adult. The law claimed that I was. But I felt no different than I did as a child. I guess when you’re small you assume that when you’re an adult, you will feel like one. You figure somehow you will be different. Nope. Just bigger on the outside. #FabFridayPost


    • Exactly! It’s like when someone asks “Do you feel a year older?” on your birthday. Nope. I feel no different than I did yesterday. It’s pretty much the same between being a child and an adult. It’s just the responsibilities that change. Thanks for stopping by!

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