Crasymaker

Yesterday, Sarah kept repeating “I am 25 years old” every 15 minutes or so. After about a dozen times, I finally asked her why she kept saying that. She promtly replied, “Because I’ll never be able to say it again.”

True. Very true. Happy 26th Birthday, Sarah.

Unfortunately, in less than 3 months, I won’t even be able to say I am in my twenties anymore…