John Paul - soon to be 5 in June [and very cute btw] - was with me while going to pick up Kayla today.
John Paul was telling me how he zipped his jacked up all by himself...
Me: Wow, John Paul, that is so cool. You are such a big boy. I can't believe you're almost five. You need to stop growing. You're making me feel old.
John Paul: [like he' s been waiting 4.5+ yrs for me to say these exact words] You are old.
After my hurt and disbelief at his words [:o)] he proceeded to tell me that I am old because I'm his mommy. Oh, that really helped - let me tell ya.
I concede. I am old. Logically, I believe this. Physically, I know this. In my dreams, I deny this!! LOL.
It's funny. The older you get the older the age becomes that is old in your mind [having just reread that, it didn't come out the way I wanted it to...but you know what I mean]. Like 80? That is sooo young to me now! Okay...so I'm exaggerating just a bit. All of you on the cusp of 40 know where my mind is on this. Denial.
Thanks, John Paul. You made me realize how young I really am today! *But* being this old with this many young ones truly makes me feel young at times! I hope to gain more insight from these youngsters in the future.