24 July 2012

5 Days to Go


Only five days until my fortieth birthday, I woke up feeling great and my Princess just blew me out of the water by telling me I need a power chair like the one she just saw advertised.

"You know, Daddy - to help you get up."

And to add insult to injury, when I told her I had no trouble getting up or around, that I'm not that old, she responded by saying in that sweet little voice:

"Of course you are, Daddy! You're REALLY old!"

Double Ouch!