Is it having a kid who is within spitting distance of college, but still seems like that toddler that was constantly getting into stuff?
Is it having a mother who is 88 years old, who can still make me feel like a teen when I'm almost 50 years old?
Is it the chaos of a night out at the BSO and scouts and D&D and hockey and laundry and groceries and family and an SAT and house cleaning and crazy neighbors and so much you can't keep track?
Guess so... at least that's what it is for me :-)
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