jenna for jethro

Meet Molly P.

She is learning to play the flute and beats grown ups at scrabble. She looooves watching Spics & Specs and her idea of fun is being carried around the house in a big blanket, then being thrown into bed "again" and "again" and "again". She knows how to use an iphone better than me. She also knows how to put a pram together better than me. She loves making musical instruments out of absolutely anything, decorating cookies, reading the same book over and over, making necklaces out of streamers and is a cutie pie inside and out.

I think back to when I was little and miss how intuitive I was. I always knew what I did and didn't like and fell into my creative bubble at every spare second. I'd listen to Tina Arena on my discman, write songs about love (too much Celine Dion in the house), see how many plastic butterfly clips I could fit in my hair at one time, paint/draw on every blank surface, decorate my room with an overload plastic gerbras, make up dance routines which mostly involved two hands on the heart and shimmy down low over and over...

I'm 25 this year and it freaks me out a little bit. When is it too old to enjoy being childish?

I still love painting, dressing up in funny clothes, listening to music, re-arranging my room, making up dance routines and think I will continue to do so for as long as I like (However I promise to ditch the signature dance move.. sigh... might try a body roll as I bite my index finger?)