As a kid, my parents wouldn't let my sisters and me get any type of video game console.

As an adult, I am embarrassingly bad at video games, except Minecraft.

As a kid, I was confused why my older sister was typing random symbols like colons and parenthesis into her IM, which I happened to be spying on.

As an adult, I use too many emoticons, and I like to call them "emotioncons."

As a kid, I picked wild blueberries in Minnesota with my family.

As an adult, I love love love blueberries.

As a kid, I would hide in my grandma's living room and watch the fireworks from there because the booms scared me.

As an adult, I get cranky when my neighbors set off fireworks.

As a kid, I pretended to host a nature show in my back yard, featuring wild animals such as cats and squirrels, though my favorite subjects were the spiders in our bushes, to whom I "fed" ants and then watched the spiders paralyze and wrap up their bodies.

As an adult, I don't kill or vacuum up the tiny spiders in my living room because they are catching ants in their webs.

As a kid, I was so eager to start shaving my legs.

As an adult, I let the hair grow freely.

As a kid, I was a beam of positivity.

As an adult, I lost that along the way... but I'm looking to bring it back. Full force.

As a kid, I watched an episode of Mad About You where Paul Reiser and Helen Hunt's characters were making soup or something-- they needed to save the liquid and get rid of whatever was solid in it, but they just poured the liquid into the sink... and down the drain.

As an adult, I think of that episode every time I make veg stock and I make sure that I have a bowl to catch my liquid.

As a kid, I was in the gifted program.

As an adult, I'm still that smart. Boo yeah.

As a kid, I knew where my parents' liquor cabinet was.

As an adult, I'm impressed I never even thought of sneaking alcohol.

As a kid, I really, really, really thought that I could breathe underwater if I needed to.

As an adult, I realize I was wrong, but I still want to believe.

As a kid, I had a speech impediment where I could not say h's and instead said p's. In order to help, my family had me go practice the "h" sound before I said an h-word. The result: "Huh-huh-huh-Pardee's." (Trying to say Hardee's.)

As an adult, I think I must have been faking it. But I don't remember!

When I was a kid, I had a two-sided puzzle. One side was a map of the U.S. and the other was a world map.

As an adult, I have an obsession with globes, world geography, and maps.

As a kid, I watched my dad put his pocket stuff in his hat when he came home from work.

As an adult, I put my pocket stuff in my hat, too.

As a kid, I told my dad I wanted to be a biologist.

As an adult, I don't even know what a biologist does.