The conversation went something like this.....
G: Mum? When is your birthday?
M: Tomorrow! One more sleep until my birthday.
G: Mum? What number?
M: Do you mean how old will be I on my birthday?
G: Yes. What number you be Mum?
M: I'll be 40
And there's silence from the back seat of the car so I know she's thinking about 40
G: Mum? What number our house?
M: 21 (author note.....our house street number is 21)
G: 40?
M: I'll be 40. Our house is 21. 40 is more than 21
G: WOW!!!!!
Why is it the three letters of WOW suddenly made me feel old enough to be put in a museum?
Nearly Happy Birthday to me!!!!
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Found your blog through Whatever - just wanted to say Welcome to the 40 club. As a way of dealing with it, I'm trying to get my hair colored more often.
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