When I was a kid, I got a matchbox racing car set. It started my love affair with cars. I’m still like that with the full size versions. I want to be able to drive as many cars as I can get my hands on and would love to own a not insignificant number of them. Jay Leno and Ralph Lauren are my idols in that respect.
Also,classic yachts.
I’m convinced that a lot of bad parenting decisions stem from this. One of my favourite heard-from-a-parent sentences is, after telling a story of their kid doing something that might be considered problematic “sigh (s)he’s mine all right…” - those parents remember their own childhoods and what did and did not work with them.
I still think potty humor, and burping, are funny. I’m an absolute goofball when someone brings out something that makes noises like farts. (Those bottles of thick gel, where you pull your fingers out, and the air makes a far noise: pure joy!)
Also candy!
I won’t make my bed because I think it’s stupid.
I refuse to eat anything that’s not delicious. I don’t give a shit about if it’s healthy.
I swing on swings at parks when I pass them. They’re fun and I like them.
That’s just common sense. 
I’m a bit like the kid eating paste in the corner during recess. I can never remember gossip, and I rarely notice social drama. I don’t mean I’m above it, or I choose not to participate in it…I just don’t notice it. I’ll find out, like, MONTHS later that everyone was mad at someone for some trespass and someone done someone wrong and there was apparently a huge drama fest and…really? Or someone had a huge secret/health crisis/move/divorce/job change or… Huh. Missed that.
On this board, that manifests as having almost zero trolldar. Also, there are only two posters I’ve crossed swords with that I even remember their username enough to hold a negative opinion, and I’ve been here for a decade, and crossed a lot of swords.
(Funny thing…this was not always the case. I was once the middle of the dramarama, all the time. I got tired of it. So I made an intentional decision/prayer about 7 years ago to remove the drama from my life. Apparently the universe decided to interpret that as making me clueless. Works for me.)
I like to tell dumb juvenile jokes.
being single. because it seems like everyone thinks that means I should still just be an obedient little boy and come when called.
Oh, and because they think I can’t possibly have anything else to do with my time other than sit with my thumb up my ass until someone tells me to do something.
Shopping carts. Give me an empty aisle in the supermarket and I can barely resist the urge to jump on the back and push off, just like when I was 10 years old.
However, given that I now weigh more than 200 pounds, I have to concern myself with tipping the cart over.
I play with my son’s toys when he isn’t there. I love his Thomas trains, that he is sadly outgrowing. Thank goodness for the remote control ones. I have occasionally bought a toy “for him,” because I wanted to play with it.
Also, I just bought my second pinball machine. I now own two pinball machines, three pachinko machines, and an original Pac-Man. Also, we have a TV dedicated to just video games.
I get really excited and make plans to stay up when a Universal monster movie is on TV. I have most of them on either DVD or computer files, but it’s still fun to “catch” one on late-night like when I was a kid, and you had to see it when it was on.
Whenever I see any type of reptile or amphibian, my first impulse is to try to catch it. I resist that impulse now but it’s always there.
Also, I like toys. I still get really excited when I order something online. It’s like when I was a little kid and sent in cereal box tops to get some trinket. The stuff I get now is much better but there’s still that thrill of anticipation.
I realized recently that I watch a lot of animated shows. Not just the grown-up ones like The Simpsons, Bob’s Burgers and The Venture Bros. but also kids’ cartoons like Adventure Time, Steven Universe and Clarence. And I buy toys & housewares from those cartoons as well.
I think a high percentage of movies I have watched in the past 10 years have been childrens’ movies, too. Probably 90% of the movies I’ve paid to see.
What else do you think yetis, sasquatches, and the like, are for?
I have a hard time accepting inevitabilities, e.g. there will always be someone bigger/stronger/smarter. I’m getting better though.
Besides that, I don’t do any chores laundry/dishes etc…
Children’s movies have long been catering to adults as well, in between the slapstick. Same can be said for cartoons like adventure time or Rick and Morty or perhaps more aptly, South Park…
If you value the art form Anime has plenty of artistic merit as well.
I love splashing in puddles, being outside in thunderstorms, sticking my tongue out to taste snow, and firing snowballs.
Draw a hopscotch grid on the ground and I’m there. I still play jacks every once in a blue moon. I can’t double dutch no more, but love jumping rope and playing Chinese jump rope.
I have been known to stick my tongue out and “Nyah” people behind their back, although that’s more juvenile than childlike.
Yeah, other than paying bills and voting, I’m not much of an adult.
Every time my wife and I are at a beach we collect shells. Not just once every trip, but every time we walk on a beach. And we always forget to take a bag, so our pockets get stuffed full. Then we bring them home. I have no clue what we are going to do with them. I guess when global warming really kicks in we can spread them on the new beach in front of our house…
::snicker::
I can’t remember the last movie I paid to see that wasn’t produced by Pixar or Illumination Entertainment.
Sending away for stuff - no more box tops to mail in, but I went online last week and ordered a promo item from a box of cereal. Yes, I can hardly wait, and I will be positively gleeful when it arrives.
Puddles, small streams and creeks still fascinate me. I saw tadpoles last week and almost put some in a jar to bring home. Still thinking about going back.
I still love shuffling through fallen leaves in the fall.
Stuffed animals. I have way too many for a grown up. Sometimes I buy them from Goodwill for the dogs, then I can’t bear the thought of them being torn apart, so they get added to the collection.
Giggling at people’s names. I lost it over someone named Athol once.
I hate losing at games and will pout if I don’t win. I have a huge collection of stuffed animals, all with names, voices, and personalities. Farts and burps make me laugh, especially when they are my own. Sometimes I do the shopping cart push, jump on the back, and roll to my car. Not every time I’m at the store though. The 3 Stooges are still funny. I love new school/craft supplies. Sometimes I eat popcorn and a candy bar for dinner.
I lost it when the doctor in the penis transplant thread was named “Dicken.”
I still get really excited when I get to stay up late (late meaning 10 or after because I usually get up at 5). I’m 40, dammit - I should be past that.
Everytime someone at work talks about erectile dysfunction drugs, I snicker. When we review a new requirement that requires that partners be allowed to get antibiotics for gonohrrea without a prescription if their spouse or sexual partner has the STD, I laugh. I’m incredibly immature. Thank goodness most of my work is done over the phone.
Oh, and I LOVE misheard lyrics. If I get quiet time at home, I’ll binge-watch Buzzfeed’s misheard lyrics and laugh until I’m crying.