In the real world, we've become a little less cynical (if that's possible) and a lot more of "and your point is?" And of course, dealing with the immediate family has its slight drawbacks as well. None more painfully obvious than how old our children are becoming.
For instance, my son will be turning 23(!) this coming September and he'll be graduating from Porter & Chester with a degree in auto mechanics. To put this into proper perspective, I'm doing payroll for staff members who are about my son's age and who are making almost twice my salary. So yes, it does make me feel really old. Add to that inflammable mixture that two of my co-workers are at least two decades younger than I, and you can get a good picture on how sometimes I can feel my age just a little.
Another way that I can feel my age is that my youngest went from this:
To looking like this:
Yes, my daughter, Jenelle, turned 14 (14!) this past February, and will be a freshman (Freshman?!) in high school this coming September, class of 2019. So as you can see, I'm really feeling my age in this one.
However, contrary to popular opinion, even though dear old dad still has ye olden fashioned flip-phone (because he still believes, however quaintly, a phone was made for talking to people), he's still someone hip for the times. For example, wife needed a new phone, so instead of getting a smartphone for himself as a b'day present, he got one for the wife.
Another example would be having a selfie taken. Now, even though I don't have a smartphone, I was able to have one taken because said daughter has one and as a gesture to her dear old dad, took a selfie of them together prior to her 8th grade graduation dance. For those of you who might know what I look like based on this picture, here is an update picture of myself, with my lovely and talented daughter, Jenelle (yes, I actually do have hair. I started growing it back in January of this year and the gray is only on the chin and nowhere else.).
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