On Friday, Jackson was checking out my calendar by my desking, making sure I had all birthdays listed in their proper place. We were checking out the horses on the calendar also, to see who's month had the prettiest horse. Jackson and I decided that ours, June, was the prettiest, of course.
He flipped back to March and realized that Monday is my mother's birthday.
Jackson: Grammy's birthday is soon?!
Me: Yep! On Monday.
Jackson: (In a whisper, because you never want to say a big number out loud) She is going to be 51.
Me: What?! Do you think that is old?
Jackson: Well....it's pretty close to 60. (Duh!)
Malia
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