Grown Up Days

I had a day today.

Full of grown ups.

And grown up problems.

So at the end of that part of the day-I came home.

I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

Took my markers and paper outside.

With an iced coffee.  Because I’m not a child and I can drink coffee in the afternoon if I want.

And I colored.


No Grown Ups Allowed

No Grown Ups Allowed

Remembering Still

Turning in my adult badge.

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65 thoughts on “Grown Up Days

  1. I believe this is refreshing. We must let the child out every so often. ❤ ❤ ❤ It's GOOD to let the child out. Keeps one rejuvenated. 😀 😀

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  2. What darling drawings! Cool post too. 🙂

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  3. dogear6 says:

    Great idea! I want to turn in my adult badge too. I’m tired of this.



  4. Adult badge…are we supposed to have one of those??


  5. Cynthia says:

    Great idea!!

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  6. Gibber says:

    What a great idea!


  7. russtowne says:

    Adultism is overrated.


  8. 1jaded1 says:

    Good for you. Funny, when we are kids, we want to be adults.


  9. (Looking around for my adult badge) Dammit, where’d I put it? Good one Colleen! ❤
    Diana xo

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  10. niaaeryn says:

    Adulting can be too much at times, agreed. Love the markers! Color is lovely, and the flowers are perfect. 🙂


  11. Sue Vincent says:

    Love this 🙂


  12. Jim McKeever says:

    Those who give and give have to take care of themselves, Colleen, and you choose wisely — art, writing, a peaceful spot. If caffeine in the afternoon is your most unhealthy response, you’re handling this adult badge stuff well.


  13. tric says:

    I hope I never grow up, and I doubt you ever will. loved this.


    • I don’t think I would make a very good adult. I mean….if the world was depending on me to be “the” adult ….role model. They better keep looking…..

      And thank you 🙂


  14. markbialczak says:

    It’s all in the mind, MBC, and yours goes to such wonderfully young and creative places!


  15. April says:

    my mind is stuck in a sleep deprived body and I can’t channel what I’m feeling into words. This was a beautiful way to handle the adult problems. Children teach us a lot, and we must never forget to take time and be one in our minds.


    • April, it must be something eminating (crap I can’t spell the word) from the core of the earth. I haven’t slept for a week. And my brain is frizzy as can be. Perhaps its too much adult crud. 😉


  16. inmycorner says:

    Grown up or groan up?


  17. Peanut butter and jelly – definitely the antidote to grown up stuff. And hey that ice coffee must’ve hit the spot. Hugs to you. ❤


    • 🙂 Thank you Paulette. In all honesty, a chocolate shake would have been MUCH better. But I was too tired to go get the stuff to make one. And buying one would have been to adult like. 😉


  18. mewhoami says:

    Nice way to rebel against adulthood. I think I’ll go outside and stomp my feet in a puddle. 🙂


  19. reocochran says:

    I revel in the world of being a child, so I get this completely!! Colleen, your little child (or inner child?) with outreached bouquet was so sweetly drawn.


  20. Anonymous says:

    Love love love this one!


  21. Robin says:

    I think that is the perfect way to recover from a grown up day. 🙂

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  22. Heartafire says:

    Oh! love this!


  23. I cannot do a thing of value with a crayon–lol! But I absolutely love the idea of finding a way to turn in my adult badge when I need to! What an excellent idea. We need that freedom and that space some times.


  24. I’ve turned in my grown up badge many times. Sometimes, you just have to.


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