Being three

I marvel at my youngest somedays. What a life to be three. Cartoons, playing and laughing at other peoples follys. I have a very active three year old that loves to laugh and play. I wish somedays that somebody would feed me on demand, do my laundry, take me out to play, let me lie on the floor and throw a fit because I did not want a particular item even though I asked for it, hug and kiss me all over, hold me when I had a boo boo,and thought I was funny. No I am 37. When I want to eat I have to make it, the dirty clothes don't just march to the washer by themselves, playing sometimes hurts, if I threw a tatrum people use a few choice words to describe this behavior, hugs and kisses don't come that often, I am a little big to be held and that look I am getting tells me that I am not so funny. Oh just to be three again mmmmmm!