You’ll have to excuse the blurriness of my photos tonight. It’s been kind of a traumatic day, and apparently, blurry photos are the best I can manage.
First, the good news:
It might be hard, though, as my age seems to be catching up with me.
I found my first gray hair this morning.
I can no longer gloat about the fact that my YOUNGER siblings both have gray, and I don’t. (Of course, you can be sure I yanked that hair promptly, but now I’ll be on the lookout for more. Mark looked, and said he didn’t see any more, but I’m not sure he would have told me the truth at that point).
(And yes, I know I’m not really THAT old, and readers who are older than me aren’t at all sympathetic, but geeze, I bet you were kind of freaked out by your first gray, too, so please let me have my moment of whining…)
The other trauma I experienced today:
Joe’s feet, while nowhere near as big around as mine, are now the same LENGTH as my feet. Will’s aren’t quite as long, but they aren’t far behind. They’ve both been desperately hungry lately, so I’m not surprised by a growth spurt, but holy cow! I have big feet! And his are already as long as mine????
It was all so much that I had to take a nap. I may have to go to bed early, too.