Now that my blog has turned five, it kind of got me thinking of how old I was when I started this old thing. 27… Oh boy. So young. I started to think about differences between my young, 20-something self and my young 30-something self. Ugh… I feel tired already. Especially since last night a certain terrible (but not so terrible, really) two-year-old wanted to party from 2 am on. Screw my 20’s, if I could have the energy of my 2-5 year old self, that would be amazing. You didn’t even need caffeine to function back then. 20’s: After a late night and before classes my breakfast on the go would be a quick trip through McDonald’s drive-thru. A large Coke hard (aka a regular Coke), Egg McMuffin with no meat, and 2, yeah that’s right, 2 hash browns. 30’s: Several coffees and a granola bar while I manage to get dressed quickly before the kids wake up. If we do have a drive-thru breakfast, I have to hide what I am eating from Andy as I drive so he won’t try to ask for what I have. I also have to pass back food to Andy while trying …

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