I was sitting around this evening with Ms Eclectic and our Regina granddaughter. Ms Eclectic was basically ragging on me about my immaturity and quoting to our granddaughter some of the things I often say (she laughs and knows I say them in jest):
- Hey, I'm a man! Whadya expect? [I often joke about testosterone poisoning, as if a guy my age (<90) has any left!]
- I was born to have adventure!
- You're never too old to have a happy childhood.
- You're only young once, but you can be immature forever.
And after the last one, our granddaughter (in her 20s) muttered, "I don't want to grow up either."
A special chip off the old block!