I'm gonna turn thirty in a few months and I am super excited. Not only is it a "milestone" I also get a wonderful new nephew in the mix. My sister is having another baby. I still don't understand why he can't be named after me but heck not my kid (I know I wasn't going to name my little girl after you and I'm sorry.If I had two girls instead of two boys I would have, I promise). Anyhow I was feeling pretty damn good about the big 30. I had planned when I turned 25 (that is a quarter of a century old you know) that my big new decade birthday would be great party and the whole shebang you know.
This morning I was going through pictures. I had some laid out and asked Blondy to look at the picture of me and my grandma. He asked if I was a kid. I said, "No honey, that's right before I got married to your daddy so almost 9 years ago." He tilted his head to the side and looked at it again and declared, " Wow you are so old, you must be like a hundred now." Not very nice I'd say but alas it gets even worse. "Were you hear when God made dirt and rocks?"
"No Honey, I was not. Thank you so much for making me feel as old as dirt though. I appreciate it." He says he loves me and gives me a hug and kiss. Damn cute kid. Forgiveness just like that. But now when I look in the mirror all I see is dirt and rocks. Its gonna be a long 5 months and 3 days.
3 comments:
OMG, if you're as old as the day of creation...geez, I can't even fathom my age. I love kids' perspectives on age!
lol...awww the honesty of children is almost...unbearable huh?! well you don't look like dirt and rocks you are super cute and little, and have cute hair. what a jokester!! love ya
btw that comment upabove was from me Kerry, I just didn't know how to leave my name....
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