Wednesday, September 30, 2009


I mistakenly thought I was 37 the past few months. I am actually still 36---Cliff reminded me about that the other day. Funny how time flies. So, Holden thinks I am 37 because I must have told him that sometime over the summer. He and I were jumping on the trampoline and we were talking about how cool it is that he is 7 and I'm 37. Then a few seconds later he said when I am 48 he will be 18. I think he is soooo smart for 7. Wish I could just remember how old I am. LOL. Then later after Cliff corrected my age, Holden and I were talking about our ages and we just have to minus1 from now on....So when he is 18 I will be 48 minus 1.

And tonight Camden asked me if he can have 15 rats when he is 15. The rats are still very interesting today and like it here.

I love it when we can just talk about numb3rs and it is interesting. I can only imagine how much fun we will have numb3rs over the years!!!! I'm so happy for my guys. Life is so exciting. I doubt we'll have rats 10 years from now. But they are neat creatures and very smart.



dtb said...

I actually had this same thing happen. My mother and I had a flat-out argument about it until she had me actually do the math.

The sad thing is, not only was I wrong, but I was a year older than I thought.

Anonymous said...

I do this allll the time. It must run in the family, Sis. I always think I am 36. HAHA You know the brain leaves with the placenta! heheheee

I guess it is better than thinking I am 10 yrs younger or something... wink wink