As I drove the boys home from preschool today, we got to chatting...
Jacob: Mom, your birthday is in two days.
Me: That's right.
Brady: We got you a present!
If I could raise one eyebrow, I would be doing it here
Jacob: Mom, how old are you gonna be?
Me: What do you think, Jake?
Jacob: 30. Cause you were 29.
Eyebrow goes back down... darn, he's realizing I can't stay the same age.
Me: That's right, sweetie -- the big 3-0.
Considering he's believed for the past three years that I was turning 29, I should just be happy I had a good run.
So I guess I'm turning 30 this week.