It was my birthday today - the one with the number four in the front. (I prefer to call it my second 39th birthday.) I wasn't really looking forward to it, and I hoped nobody would notice.
"Mom, you're almost 100!" my son exclaimed.
"Mom, you're too old to count!" my daughter cried.
"Ha! It happened to me, and now it's happening to you," my husband said.
Geez. Nothing like making me feel like I have one foot in the grave already!