The best times of our lives
In a conversation with a dear friend yesterday: “My baby is 21. 21!!!!”
None of us are spring chickens. But I always look on this very moment as the best time of my life. because I have all the memories of my life to enjoy, I’ve survived all the trials so far, I’ve dealt with things fairly well, and I rarely know what tomorrow will bring. How could life possibly be better?
Bobobama goes bye bye?
My older baby turned 21 in December. My younger baby turned 16 in December. The horror!
My youngest is heading into his junior year of high school. His older brothers are both outta college. The oldest is 3 years shy of 30. I doesn’t seem like it’s been all that long since I was changing his diapers…I didn’t grow older, how did they??
Number One Grandson turned 16 on Thanksgiving.
Youngest (Number One Daughter) is thirty-mumble.
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My baby boy will be 31 in April and his sister will be 32 in July. And this year, my oldest granddaughter will be 13. OH MY GOD!! THIRTEEN!!! I feel weak now. Must rest.