My friend from high school has a baby. That baby turned one. Yesterday.
Being in a room with so many young couples and their babies made me wonder: When did we start becoming our parents? My earliest memories are of me, thwacking pinata at a birthday party (and missing), or being ultra competitive during hot potato (and losing) or demanding cake (and then refusing to eat it, so my mom had to). Now we (as the adults) watch and organize and manage and chuckle knowingly. How grown-up.
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