Today I turn 29 years old. That just sounds so old to me. 29! I think this is the first birthday I’ve felt old. The other day, a newlywed couple moved into our ward. I collected the usual information sheets from them and noticed that she was born in 1994. 1994, people! But, I guess with four kids, I have to admit that I’m getting older. Just in case I ever forget, I have Amelie around to remind me. Yesterday’s conversation:
Amelie: I can’t believe you’re turning 30 tomorrow!
Me: Not quite. I’m turning 29. But you’re close.
Amelie: Well, you’re still getting old, right?
Sigh.
Lest we get too caught up in the whole aging dilemma, here’s something to make you smile. Just click on the link. It gets really good at the 40 second mark.












