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the other day the wife and i are driving somewhere and i asked her what she wanted to be when she grows up and she says…”i’m almost 50! i’m too old for that now.” that kind of caught me off guard. it made me mad AND sad at the same time. why? because i’m not […]https://wutupdogg.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/growup.jpg?w=602