Happy
I couldn’t believe when I saw this at the store.
The second toy I had ever owned in my three-year old existence.
It brought me back … way back.
It brought me back to the time when I was amazed at a toy that had music and moving pictures.
It brought me back to a time when I played with my Dad.
It brought me back to the time when my playing jacks rocked.
It brought me back to a time when I thought it was awesome to wake up in the morning.
It brought me back to a time when I had no worries, other than who was going to change my diaper.
It brought me back to a time when boys didn’t exist yet.
It brought me back to a time when Band-Aids cured everything.
It brought me back to a time when I didn’t pay taxes.
It brought me back to a time when I was happy.
It brought me a smile.
Happy.
