I am a tad bit sentimental and I admit, I probably over-romanticize things at times, too. Maybe that’s why I often like to remember the antics and tales of my childhood so much. For the most part, it was a time of awe and wonder nestled between Twinkie clouds and Hostess cupcake dreams. And there’s parts of our childhood that make us who we are and influence the adults we become, even if we don’t realize it at the time. Mine was watching Mister Rogers.