This post was written last year and now T and K are forty-one! They are still used to sharing so they’ve had to share this birthday with Andrews PASIC performance. They still live in different states and are still on my list as my easiest babies! As they grew older they dropped down the list a bit. Two teenagers At one time were not a bundle of joy! ~Elle
Now I know I’m getting old because all week-long I’ve been thinking Terri and Kerri’s birthday is Friday. It’s not. Wham! It just hit me – It’s Thursday! Hey! That’s tomorrow and by the time this is posted it will be today!
Goodness they are getting old. Hehehe! But what does that say about me? When I think about them turning forty – yes, that’s not a typo, they will be forty tomorrow – I realize how old I am. I could say I am forty-five… But then I would have been five years old when they were born. That didn’t happen. I’ll just say I was about three weeks shy of turning twenty when they were born. You do the math.
Now before I get sidetracked, this post is about them – not me. After all they are the ones having a birthday.
Boy, was I surprised when told…
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