Closer to 30 than 20

Yes, I had my 26th birthday this week. Some congratulate, some console. I don’t know what to think. I still feel like a little kid, but I guess the age is more fitting; I have a college degree, a wife and daughter, two cars, a little gut, and probably some gray hair somewhere. Alas… But still, Kira made it lots of fun for me. She had called my boss and one of my coworkers to make sure they gave me a hard time about my birthday, and they took it a step further and made me wear a huge blue cone hat that said “Happy Birthday” on it. Thing is, people would read it and ask, “is it your birthday?” Ooh, you’re quick! Kira and Avey joined me at work for lunch, bearing balloons and ice cream, and I was happy I got to show off the women in my life. I got all I wanted and more (except for a full night of sleep). The best gift of all was Avey smiled at me really big as soon as I got home from work that day. Now, as promised, let’s discuss little Avey’s cowlicks that she got from her old man.