Turning 60..

    So is this what 60 is.    Last week we attended the funeral for my

mother-in-law, who was 90 when she died.   Tomorrow we leave to

celebrate Christmas with my mother, who is soon 97.

   Tonight, I celebrated Christmas early with my son, his wife, my 2

grandsons (the Hooligans), my stepdaughter, and her husband.    By 7:30

I was looking at the clock wondering how much longer I was going to

last.   The boys (ages 2 and 3) had opened their presents and were

practicing shooting their Nerf guns. (thank you to the stepdaughter and

spouse!), throwing the light up ball around the room ($1.50 from

Grandma), chasing the cat with toy dinosaurs...I'm sure you get the

picture.  I had finished scraping the mashed potatoes off the wall from

dinner.   The 2 year old feeds himself, but forgets where his mouth is,

then shakes the food off his hands when it gets too messy for him.

    I got my coat on to go home by 8.   I figure the kids like to see

company leave when it is bedtime for the boys.

    When did the day begin to end at 8 pm.   It seems like just a few

years ago that I was leaving the dorm at 11 to start my night out after

studying was done! Now I am in my pajamas typing notes at 10.