It is that time of year again, my birthday. They are just another day
and I'm glad to have one because I know that I am still alive.
We
picked Chloe up from school as she ended the year for first grade. It
has been a busy year for her and a good year for us as well.
I
never thought back when I was a little boy that I would ever be this
age. I thought that when you got this age you were old and had one foot
on a banana peel. Well some days I feel older than other days, but the
age that I am is just a number.
Yes,
I am a senior citizen, and I qualify for those senior discounts, and if
I have to show my ID to prove I am that age I will because I have
earned it.
But whenever I am with our granddaughter, I
feel that I am much younger than my years, because she brings alive the
kid in me. We both forget that I am older and play games of my youth and
games that she wants to play.
I'll
admit that I never played Barbies with any of my nieces, or Ken dolls
with my nephews. When I was little everyone that played with dolls
played with baby dolls.
It's
another world altogether when you play with these dolls that are grown
up dolls. So we just play with them as if they were regular people.
Back
to my Birthday, Chloe was glad that it was a "Special Day," because on
special occasions there is usually cake and most cakes have a lot of
icing on them and she loves icing better than the cake.
Grandmother had gotten a small cake since I didn't need a large cake and we all had a piece and Chloe had our icing.
The
cake has been devoured and another year has past as I look forward to
another year. I am thankful for each day and hope that I use my time
wisely.
Wednesday, June 10, 2015
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