Age is Just a Number

Or so I'd like to think.

Today for the first time ever, I felt old.

I was walking out of CVS with a heating pad and a wrist brace when the feeling struck. I'm falling apart!

Apparently, when you're old, it is possible to injure yourself while asleep. I woke up yesterday morning and couldn't move my head because my neck and shoulder hurt so bad. I'm also a writer who never learned to type, so I think I might have carpel tunnel.

When I exclaimed, "Man, I'm getting old!" in front of the kids, they immediately came to my defense.

"You're not old, Mom!" my daughter asserted.

"Yeah, Mom. Lot's of people are older than you. Like Daddy," my son added.

I think Daddy may be feeling a bit old right now though. I sent him pictures of our trip to New York City. He showed a picture of his "little girl" to his roommate.

"That's your little girl?" his roommate asked. "How old is she?"

"Nine," my husband answered.

"Well, I think we should get you a rocking chair, old man," his roommate answered.

I guess she is starting to look old. But she's not as old as her father thinks. When he was telling me this little story I had to stop him. "She's eight, you know."

There was silence on the other end of the line.

"Um, hello? Your daughter is eight-years-old."

"No," he finally responded. "She's nine."

Then there was a long pause. "Isn't she?"

Nope. She's eight. And one sure fire way to make sure you don't feel too old is to not age your kids beyond their years.