Some things I would tell little kid me if I went back in time

• Don’t think about The Future so much.
• There are no monsters beneath your purple ruffle-y bed. Worry more about the kid across the street who likes to play with lighters.
• Splash in every puddle you see.
• Give the geeky boy a second thought. He really makes you laugh when you think about it.
• Your permanent record actually only begins in high school. Those nuns have told you whoppers about a lot of things.
• Always get an ice cream from the ice cream truck.
• Don’t ignore that nagging gut feeling that you should step up when that one kid gets teased at school. It’s nagging for a reason.
• Give away your toys only when they’re unfun, not because they’re baby-ish.
• Tell Mom you think she’s cool.
• You’re right about capping your math studies at sixth grade. You’ll never use algebra. It’s true.
• Ask Grandpa to share more wild stories from his FBI days. He’s older than you realize. Give him oodles of bear hugs.
• Keep up your fourth-grade Lamb News reports on the playground at recess. Those fifth graders like it. Ignore the fourth-grade boys. They're either stupid or they secretly like you. Seriously.
• Forget sleeping in on snow days. Build a snowman village that stops traffic.
• No need to be so good all of the time. When you still have little kid cuteness, you can get away with a lot more.
• When you don’t how to handle a situation, pretend you have a little doll in your pocket who tells you the perfect answer. Do whatever pops into your head first.
• Say your jokes aloud. Who cares if you’re the only one who laughs.
• Tell that one snooty, make-fun-of-everyone girl she had a piece of lettuce jammed between her front teeth for a whole day. Two days later.

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