Yesterday, Sean sat on the couch and he let me know that tomorrow is my birthday. I nodded and asked him If he remembered us having a conversation the night before he started first grade. He asked me how old I would be when he was a senior in high school. I thought for a moment and did the math and I will never forget the look on his face when I told him that I would be 38.
He remembered that conversation and I told him that the time is here now. He is 18 and a senior in high school and I am 38 today. It’s crazy that I remember a conversation from so long ago but I can still conjure up the look on his face in my head! 38 is so old! is the kind of luck he had.
It may be but I don’t mind. I told him that turning 38 today makes it sound a little better that I have an 18-year-old. It’s been a pretty low-key day but I like it. I’m wearing my new sweatshirt that I got today from Sean!