Adulthood. We've (presumably) arrived, and it's certainly never what we were expecting. Every now and then, I catch myself saying something that just sounds so not child-y, and think, "My nine-year-old self would die if she heard me say this." For example:
"Can I please go to bed now?"
"I hate it when I have to drive."
"Saturday marathon of 'This Old House'? I am all OVER that!"
"Definitely don't want rhinestones on it."
"Who was in the Babysitters' Club again? Kristy and, like, Jessica or something?"
"This is way too sweet - I can barely eat it."
"Ugh, no, I don't want to be president."
And the list goes on. Know some good ones? Let us know in the comments or tweet about it with #shockmy9yoself - we'll be adding more of our own, too, so stay tuned! Check in with us on Twitter.
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