Philip was FOUR when I first met him. He's now 17 and driving a freaking car. He's a senior in high school and he's looking at colleges for next year. When I tell you I feel old when I hang out with him, my God, I hope you believe me. He's still as cute as a button, though.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Good Lawd.
It's been 13 years since I moved to New Jersey the first time. How do I know it's been that long? Well, aside from my ability to do math, I'd like you to meet Philip.
Philip was FOUR when I first met him. He's now 17 and driving a freaking car. He's a senior in high school and he's looking at colleges for next year. When I tell you I feel old when I hang out with him, my God, I hope you believe me. He's still as cute as a button, though.
Philip was FOUR when I first met him. He's now 17 and driving a freaking car. He's a senior in high school and he's looking at colleges for next year. When I tell you I feel old when I hang out with him, my God, I hope you believe me. He's still as cute as a button, though.
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