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You Know You're Getting Older When . . .

You know you're getting older when . . . .

. . . for breakfast you prefer raisin bran, oatmeal, or a piece of whole wheat toast to Apple Jacks, Fruit Loops, or Lucky Charms.

. . . you're sore the next day after playing basketball for a couple of hours.

. . . you remember watching Family Ties, Full House, The Jetsons, and The Flinstones and your children think those are "old shows."

. . . you know the words to "Oh Sherry" by Steve Perry of Journey AND you think it is a good song.

. . . you can't remember the last time you stayed up past midnight for fun, but the last time you were up too late for work is fresh in your memory.

. . . you like to laugh at your own jokes.

. . . you will admit to getting older, but will never be "old."

. . . you just had another birthday.

Happy 32nd birthday, Rick! I love you. I'm looking forward to spending many years getting older with you.

Comments

Debbie said…
Happy Birthday Rick I meant to call you. I hope your birthday was as great as can be. Mom probably told you that Carter was born on the 11th. I was pulling for the 12th but he didn't quite make it to his due date. You are such a great brother! Love you,

Matt
Chelsey said…
Happy b-day Rick! How did we ever get to be over 30?
Anjee said…
Ricky,

It was so fun to talk to you the other day! Ditto to what Matt said. You are an Awesome Brother. However I beg to differ on one of things Bonni listed about you on the " You know You're Getting Older when list: You like to laugh at your own jokes. You have always since I can remember... liked to laugh at your own jokes. Maybe it is hereditary though, because I find myself doing the same. Love you.

Anj
Missy Young said…
What a cute little boy you are and what a great guy you turned into! I hope you had a wonderful B-day. At least you are on the bottom side of the 30's. At 37 I am now officially closer to "40:(, maybe I'll just quit having birthdays. Have a great week!

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