Sunday, April 1, 2012
The Ancient Twenties
Recently, I was showing my children photos of myself during different stages in my life. It’s so much fun to see them smile and laugh about the goofy clothes I used to wear or the crazy hairdos I was once convinced were awesome! Plus, it is a wonderful time to relive great memories and pass them down to the next generation.
However, that day, the moment I had thought would never happen occurred. After looking through my high school photos, my 4-year-old daughter gave me this curious look and asked, “How old are you now, Mommy?”
I told her that my birthday is coming up, so soon I would be 28. With my answer, her expression got even more strange. We have been practicing counting up to 30, so both of my children are starting to get a feel of just how much the numbers toward 30 really are.
She began trying to count to 28, missing a couple numbers here and there, but doing a good job nonetheless. Finally, she reached 28 and immediately exclaimed, “Mommy, you’re old!!!”
Suddenly, I didn’t feel as young anymore, and I was catapulted back to the days when I was 4 and thought my parents were ancient. It’s amazing how nearly 24 years can completely change your perspective, doesn’t it?