When your children are older than you...

Yesterday was my older daughter's 40th birthday. In December,

my younger daughter will turn 35. What I can't wrap my head around

is this: how can I have children that age when I'm only 35 myself!?!?!

 

Years ago I heard or read, "The secret to growing old gracefully is to

pick an age you like and stick with it." So I chose 35. Honestly, in my

head and in my heart, that's my age. My knees and shoulders would

argue, but overall I feel 35.

Another quote that resonates with me is, "We don't stop playing

because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing."

In my humble opinion a major component of playing is being silly.

I love being silly. Being silly rocks! Sure, I get strange looks

from other adults. Whatever.



Me and Martie being very silly in the photo booth

 

Recently someone posted this on FB: "How can you become

old and wise if you were never young and crazy?"

To which I replied, "Who wants to be 'old and wise'?

I plan to be young and crazy my entire life!"

My daughter, Leslie, and her friend Martie

 

My daughter Leslie had a terrific party to celebrate the big 40.

She rented a photo booth, you know, the kind where you

get inside, pose, and press the button. There was a LOT of silliness

going on in that photo booth!



My son-in-law Boo and his brother Alan

 

I'm guessing that the average "age" of the party guests was about 15.

The photos I've shown here are only a small sampling. 

One last quote: "How old would you be if you

didn't know how old you are?"

Today, be silly, be young, and be at least crazy enough to

make people stare!

Until next time,

Beverly