A couple weeks ago I had my birthday. We celebrated it on Sunday, the day before, since I had to be back in school the next day. It was quite good, Chris, Lesa and Maddox came over and we ate meatballs and mashed potatoes and had ice cream cake afterwards. It was all very good thanks to Mom! Thanks Mom!!! I got a whole bunch of fruit roll-ups for school (which were gone in a week) and a water bottle so I wouldn't die in marching band. Luckily it was red and not blue.So now I am 22. It's kind of weird because I don't see myself as that old. I certainly don't act that old. I feel as though I'm just beginning down the slope of old age that will just keep going faster and faster as the years go on. It's strange to think that my little brother (who is bigger than me) is on a mission and my two older brothers are married with kids. It seems like just yesterday Tim and Chris were picking on Nate and me and we were playing with legos and stuffed animals. I sure miss Nate being smaller than me, but who knows, I could still grow a little bit, right?
Thank you to everyone who came down to celebrate my birthday and to those who wished me happy birthday. I don't think it could have been any better!
