Last Saturday, I felt like a kid again when I attended the birthday party of the daughter of one of my high school friends.

There were a whole lot of kids and I felt out of place initially because everyone there was either a kid, parent of a kid or a yaya. Then I realized that apart from a few occasions with kids usually on a one-on-one basis, I’ve never really been in a roomful of kids interacting with them in a really, really long time.

But I felt a kinship with the kids running around, especially when I saw and ate this:

Cotton Candy

Cotton Candy

Cotton Candy too

Cotton Candy too

And to think that I ate cotton candy just last week. Haha.

But I love this sugar with air confection. The pink ones especially remind me when I was little and I would buy this treat from sidewalk vendors whenever I could or eat it during fiestas riding the ferris wheel.

I was a kid again, but only for a moment. Now, back to my adult reality.