Or is it?
Tonight at dinner Peter asked Alethea how old she was.
Her response?
“Big!”
I’m turning 30 years old in just over a month.
Am a little tempted to throw numbers out the window myself and come up with a new answer to the “How Old” question.
Maybe…
“Fabulous!”
Or
“Never been better!”
However, as funny as it was, I don’t think I will be borrowing Alethea’s “Big!” At my age, that’s just adding insult to injury, don’t you think?
I hear ya…I just about choked when James mentioned he would be 21 next month…not that I was surprised- but at that moment it struck me that he is 10 years younger than me. No wonder he referred to me as “Mrs. -” the first time we met…