Getting Old

It’s not wrinkles. It’s not an early bedtime. Nope, it’s not even thinking music is too loud.

We’ve decided we are getting old. How do we know? Our gift requests.

For my birthday in October, I’m asking my parents for a new mattress.

And for Walker’s birthday in May, he hopes to get a steam-cleaning vacuum.

So long new outfits. Goodbye Xbox games. The McWilliams are old.

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