A friend recently posted that as of today she had successfully kept her son alive for 8 years. Which is really what celebrating a kids birthday is all about isn’t it?
So I thought about it some more and I feel like maybe when you reach adulthood maybe you should reset our age-o-meter. Then you can celebrate how long you’ve kept yourself alive.
It will give more zest and celebratory fervor to your birthdays.
So even though my birthday was in March I would like to say “suck it world! I’ve kept myself alive for 8 years! I’m an 8 year old adult!”