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It seems we're all feeling our age around here--

It started with the dog: She keeps getting me up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom.

A sign I'm getting older: It appears I'm going to have to get my hair colored the next time I visit the stylist. And not just for highlights either.

A sign Muh Main Man's getting older: He keeps pulling muscles. First it was his knee hurting, now it's his shoulder. Luckily he has five years on me.

A sign Brainy Boy is getting older: He was embarrassed to wear the red shirt that said "Coolissimo" across the front. Last week he didn't care that he was wearing high waters.

A sign Little Chic is getting older: While watching American Idol, she said "Mom, I need a better name because when they announce my name as the American Idol winner, my name is not going to sound very cool." I told her that she could change her name as long as she changes it to "Chicken Butt." She's sticking with the one I gave her.
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Unknown said…
Signs of aging are all around. I want to think I'm growing old gracefully. Now bring on the hair color and all the other things I need more like WANT. :o) Nice post! And tell that Little Chic that America will absolutely adore her and embrace her name as well!
3/09/2007 4:50 PM
Mary Ellen said…
Nothing like a sarcastic Mother!!! Glad I'm not the only one who uses sarcastic humor on her kids.... "-)
3/09/2007 10:22 PM
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