“HOODS, WINKS, HOODWINKING & THE KID IN ME” What? So, today, I feel like that li’l kid in me just got out through one of the holes in my fingerless gloves! She is so in trouble when she gets back. I like it when she’s here! The kid in me keeps me from doubtin’ with her childlike faith. And, the adult in me keeps that li’l girl from poutin’ with her wildlike faith. Wink wink! Yep! I was a kid once. Got hoodwinked into believing adulthood was cooler. Just grew up too fast and was even adultlike when I was a kid. Too sensitive, too grownup, for my own britches. Mmhmm… Well, I still have one hidden inside. The thing ‘bout being a kid is, you have boundaries and we can’t do a lot of things adults can! But, for good reason. It’s easy to get hoodwinked as an adult, so you can only imagine how easy as a child. Like getting hookwinked into choosing to do what some kids are doing around the neighborhood, or others hoods. Even, hoodwinked into believing some falsehoods. PIMP LOL. Choosing, respecting and obeying what’s right mold us into our adulthood. Then, when we leave kidhood for adulthood, we realize that it’s not just about being able to do what we want, it’s about being able to choose not to. And, then, doing something good with what we choose TO do. Not being hoodwinked. And, yes, still obeying and respecting others. That’s where OUR respect comes in. The not hoodwinking of others. Respect. Because, we all belong to one hood. Brotherhood and sisterhood. My kidhood may sometimes hoodwink my adulthood inside me, but we both have to live in this hood, so we wink it out. I mean, work it out. Yep. The kid in me keeps me from doubtin’ with her childlike faith. And, the adult in me keeps the kid from poutin’ with her wildlike faith. Wink wink! We both take everything to The Most Wise who loves the adult and the kid in me. We wink it out! I mean, work it out. BTW? All this hood talk has we hoping the weather changes soon so I can wear my sweaters and jackets with hoods. Jus’ sayin’! Oh! And, photos? Well, one with my hooded sweater as an adult (sort of) and one as a kid hanging by hood of the car winking. Loved classic cars and music, even as a kid. And, hoodwinking. PIMP LOL. I even loved posing with cars then, as I do now. And, the other was my 1st year in Florida, 12 years old. SIGNED, The Kid In The Adult In The Hood & The Adult In The Kid By The Hood, Winking
“HOODS, WINKS, HOODWINKING & THE KID IN ME” What? So, today, I feel like that li’l kid in me just got out through one of the holes in my fingerless gloves! She is so in trouble when she gets back. I like it when she’s here! The kid in me keeps me from doubtin’ with her childlike faith. And, the adult in me keeps that li’l girl from poutin’ with her wildlike faith. Wink wink! Yep! I was a kid once. Got hoodwinked into believing adulthood was cooler. Just grew up too fast and was even adultlike when I was a kid. Too sensitive, too grownup, for my own britches. Mmhmm… Well, I still have one hidden inside. The thing ‘bout being a kid is, you have boundaries and we can’t do a lot of things adults can! But, for good reason. It’s easy to get hoodwinked as an adult, so you can only imagine how easy as a child. Like getting hookwinked into choosing to do what some kids are doing around the neighborhood, or others hoods. Even, hoodwinked into believing some falsehoods. PIMP LOL. Choosing, respecting and obeying what’s right mold us into our adulthood. Then, when we leave kidhood for adulthood, we realize that it’s not just about being able to do what we want, it’s about being able to choose not to. And, then, doing something good with what we choose TO do. Not being hoodwinked. And, yes, still obeying and respecting others. That’s where OUR respect comes in. The not hoodwinking of others. Respect. Because, we all belong to one hood. Brotherhood and sisterhood. My kidhood may sometimes hoodwink my adulthood inside me, but we both have to live in this hood, so we wink it out. I mean, work it out. Yep. The kid in me keeps me from doubtin’ with her childlike faith. And, the adult in me keeps the kid from poutin’ with her wildlike faith. Wink wink! We both take everything to The Most Wise who loves the adult and the kid in me. We wink it out! I mean, work it out. BTW? All this hood talk has we hoping the weather changes soon so I can wear my sweaters and jackets with hoods. Jus’ sayin’! Oh! And, photos? Well, one with my hooded sweater as an adult (sort of) and one as a kid hanging by hood of the car winking. Loved classic cars and music, even as a kid. And, hoodwinking. PIMP LOL. I even loved posing with cars then, as I do now. And, the other was my 1st year in Florida, 12 years old. SIGNED, The Kid In The Adult In The Hood & The Adult In The Kid By The Hood, Winking