On the eve of 2017, there is nothing like hearing from your six year old that mom is 51 and dad has to be something like 59 - when in reality....we are 35 and 36. Oh how the years fly.
On the first night of 2017, Amelia - after laughing at me trying to do a donkey kick (I told her laughing wasn't nice), proceeded to tell me - I did a really good job for my age! Her face of innocence as she encouraged me nearly made die laughing.
