Birthday Wishes to Mom & Ronald Reagan
Today is my mom's birthday. That's right, it's four days after mine. See, I was originally due on January 4th, but I figured I'd hang on until closer to hers so that she could have "the best present ever." See? Even then I was a thoughtful son.
Anyway, I thought I'd take a cue from her and do a sort of "blog birthday" post (she did one for me).
A few months before the picture below was taken, she had celebrated her 29th birthday. 29 is the age that older women (at least into their forties) tell people they're turning - or at least that's what the TV sitcom has taught me.
So - a very happy 29th birthday to my mom! Hard to believe that in two years I'll be OLDER than she is! I'd also like to thank her for, as you can see in the photo, instilling in me a predilection for stuffing both mine and the faces of others from an early age.
Anyway, I thought I'd take a cue from her and do a sort of "blog birthday" post (she did one for me).
A few months before the picture below was taken, she had celebrated her 29th birthday. 29 is the age that older women (at least into their forties) tell people they're turning - or at least that's what the TV sitcom has taught me.
So - a very happy 29th birthday to my mom! Hard to believe that in two years I'll be OLDER than she is! I'd also like to thank her for, as you can see in the photo, instilling in me a predilection for stuffing both mine and the faces of others from an early age.