"Critics who treat 'adult' as a term of approval, instead of as a merely descriptive term, cannot be adult themselves. To be concerned about being grown up, to admire the grown up because it is grown up, to blush at the suspicion of being childish; these things are the marks of childhood and adolescence. And in childhood and adolescence they are, in moderation, healthy symptoms. Young things ought to want to grow up. But to carry on into middle life or even into early manhood with this concern about being adult is a mark of really arrested development. When I was ten, I read fairy tales in secret and would have been ashamed if I had been found doing so. Now that I am fifty I read them openly. When I became a man I put away childish things, including the fear of childishness and the desire to be very grown up."
- C. S. Lewis
And that, my friends, is why I still count 'The Lion King' and 'The Princess and the Cobbler' among my favourite films of all time, why I openly enjoy plenty of young adult fiction, and why I dress up like a five-year-old whenever I feel like it. The fact that I appreciate some childish things does not make me a child. I'm quite secure in the fact that I am a grown woman, and I don't feel the need to overcompensate by pretending disinterest in things purely because they aren't "mature" enough. On that note, I feel like making fairy bread; I'm off to raid the cupboards and see if I can't find a way of making it happen.
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