Do you ever occasionally wish you were still a little kid? I do, and not just because I hate paying bills or dealing with the Tax Office or pap smears. I miss being innocent and curious and unafraid. An impromptu trip to beach with the kids this week reminded me of how good it felt to live completely in the moment and do what feels good, just watching them made me feel so incredibly happy. Luckily for the well heeled folks of Brighton I was able to contain my joy and my lily white and rather hefty backside and did not join my kids in their nudey run, but I freaking well wanted too!