Ah, the small things that amuse me. I'm always working out how old I will be when say Ethan is 21... but I've never thought further along the road. This morning I did... and laughed... and laughed... and laughed. Ethan wasn't too impressed that he was going to be and old grandpa with his mom. When Ethan is 70 I will only be 91 (yes, I plan on making it to 91 just so we can sit in our rocking chairs on the stoop together)
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