snide-o-blog

Today I turn 40. I don’t feel 40. I somehow imagined things would be much more, well, figured out, by now. Kasen helps. Since she is not even 3 yet, I can still envision our family unit as a scrappy crew just starting out. How mature can I be expected to be if I have a toddle in tow? I think I can ride that excuse almost into her teens, then what?

Anyway, here is the crew that is keeping me young, or at least not allowing me the dignity of aging gracefully.