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Remember when it was so much fun to catch snowflakes on your tongue, jump in puddles, run through sprinklers, rake leaves into a pile and jump in them, put your feet out an open car window going 50mph, sneaking extra popsicles, making up songs with your dogs name in them, watching raindrops dance on your windshield as you drive, putting your cupped hand out the window and surfing the wind, dancing when crossing a room and laughing outloud so hard you can’t catch your breath. I’m here to tell you, it still is.