Between growing up and entering adulthood there’s a fine line between playing and being responsible, being childlike and growing into your adult self. Not that they can’t be combined but at some point you stop playing with your dolls right. The teens can be troublesome and eventually you find out who you are and what direction you want to take in life. Well, you can come back to that cross-road several times during your adult life, I know I have, but you have a starting point from where you take off, trying out your wings.

So when does it happen? where we go from the innocent to the serious, not wanting to make a fool of ourselves, saying the wrong thing, worry about not being funny enough and simply stop playing. Or playing more carefully, all self-conscious.

Then after some years with a little (or a whole lot) more life experience we don’t care anymore. Suddenly we found another part of our selves, someone who wants to live life fully and not be held back by fear of embarrassment. We allow ourselves to play again.

This can of course go back and forth depending on what life decide to throw at you. When I was younger I traveled and worked abroad. I was adventurous and it was a fantastic feeling of freedom. I worked with toddlers and young children and loved it. It was great to see the kids progress in learning through play. When I came back home I also played around trying to find my forever love, going out with friends, dating guys and just lived through my some-what care free twenties.

So how do I play today? except playing house as the expat stay-at-home-wife wannabe stay-at-home-mum. To be honest, right now it’s easier to hang out with the dogs that come for boarding than humans. The beautiful Boxer boy went home yesterday and I will have our friends Alsatian here for ‘daycare’ twice a week for the next few weeks. And I’ll play with her as she always put a smile on my face.

Travel has always been a way of playing for me. The anticipation before going, the excitement to see new places, cultures and change of climate. And in less that two weeks we are going for a holiday, just the husband and I. We are heading to Greece and I can’t wait to hop on that plane next Friday.

With that said – when this writing challenge of May is over I go play elsewhere for a week. And I have decided to take a proper holiday from everything – including blogging.

Writing prompt: How do you play as an adult?

P.S. If you missed the link to a recipe for cinnamon rolls in my last post comment section here it is again: the Finnish style which is practically the same. But – it is with the U.S. measurements which many of you find helpful I imagine. I promise to write out the one we use sometime during the week.