Thankfully there really are some things that you just can't outgrow. Like the smell of a newborn baby. Or skipping rocks. Or playing Wii. Or cartoons like Tom & Jerry. Or learning new technology like text messaging, digital cameras, Facebook and the remote for a new TV. I also won't outgrow algebra (even though I really, really tried.) Who knew that knitting would require math? (16x + 2 = 66) In other words, I need yarn that knits up at 4 stitches per inch. Or if I adjust any pattern, then I'm not only figuring out stitches per inch but also rows per inch and will need to adjust both to get things to work out right - yarn size and needle size are frustrating variables. And it's all math - regardless of how many times I try to get around it.
So far, I haven't got too old for hugs and kisses, no matter how sloppy or stinky. I'm young enough to climb ladders and chase small boys around the house. I'm young enough to sneak candy from the pantry (even though I paid for it) and to deny it when I'm accused. I won't be too old to do laundry any time soon (although I do feel a cramp coming on...) I hope I never get too old for snuggling or smiling (even toothless) or using power tools or holding babies.
I thought this was sweet of Grandma, with her newest great-grandbaby (Peter & Amy's Creed), proving that you're never too old for things like holding newborns.
I might be getting too old for having babies, but that doesn't mean I can't still coo and fuss over someone else's. If I start dribbling, I'll just blame it on the baby.
2 comments:
i hate to admit it, but it's the new technology that gets me ... i really do think I am too old to learn alot of it.
you figured out the internet, didn't you? ;)
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