On being a Grown Up

You know how people always say "She's 6 going on 30"? I think I may be the other way around. I'm 24 going on six. I don't think I'm necessarily unique in this, I think most of spend our childhood wanting to be big and our adulthood clinging to youth.
Growing up my mom and dad used to do all this fun stuff for us/with us. Day trips, games, theme weeks. When I was little I sort of always felt bad, like poor Mom and Dad they have to go along with all this kid stuff. I was wrong! I realize now it was all an excuse. Water parks, Disney World, Art projects, hide and seek, they actually enjoyed it. I really thought growing up they put up with it for us. I know as an adult sure they wanted time away from the kids and wanted have adult fun but really isn't kid fun the best? As an elementary school teacher, I play tag and soccer, make slime, use glitter, play with math bears all in the name of my students. Now being the adult means I have to see the clean up after, safety,etc which takes away some of the fun but not all of it.
I don't have kids of my own, so there is no excuse for my kid fun. Not that it stops me. This weekend we will dye Easter eggs, and I will love it. Last year Brian was gone and I was at my parents house, my parents still hid the eggs and baskets and all 3 of us adult children went hunting with no complaints.
Kid fun is great, but it does get hard without kids. Today, while sitting at home all adult things done, I tried to take the dogs out to play, it didn't work. You can't put a mastiff on a trampoline. Neither dog wanted to play fetch, so I sit here all adult like, wishing I could make dinner in a pretend kitchen with plastic food, not real dinner with real dishes and real mess.
Don't get me wrong there are times and days as a teacher and as an adult that I want adult time, a break from kids but deep down I know I'm 6. I'd rather go to Harry Potter World than the Louvre. Clue and Sorry are my favorite board games. I read kid books, and have a deep love of Crayola.