Another year older. A conversation with my youngest child goes something like this:
"How old are you?"
"37"
"I am going to draw a cake with all the candles on it. One, Two, Three, Four, Five..."
"Can you count in your head, please?"
When my Dad turned 36, I thought he was so old. I wonder what my kids think of me? My parents were avid watchers of "Thirty Something". I didn't hang out and watch the show with them, but I did cruise through and catch bits. I remember thinking, the thirties must suck. Getting old sucks, let's go place Zelda on the Ninetendo before the parents shut it down.
Now I am 37. I think I would rather play Zelda. Anyone have a functioning vintage Nintendo?
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