This weekend is different. For the last couple of months, starting with the weekend before my birthday, we’ve had a birthday party every other weekend for someone in the family. This is an off week, but I think we’re in the clear for now. Allyson’s birthday is up next. Then after that we have a ton of birthdays in December. I’m kind of sad. My brother will be fourteen, which means he’ll be too old for kids party invitations and things like that. He’d probably rather have money and be left alone since he’s a picker eater and probably wouldn’t be too impressed by whatever anyone made him.
It’s so weird, growing older. It feels like time passes by so quickly. I feel extremely old saying I remember the day when my brother was born. I was only ten years old. Here I am fourteen years later wishing he was still just a little kid. The same goes with Allyson. I can’t believe she’ll be nineteen. What’s more is a can’t believe that Tori is three already. Time flies. Way too fast, in my opinion.