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So I was out running today. I'm home for the holidays, so it's the neighborhood I "grew up" in.
I saw my neighbor driving a car. This is the neighbor who was just learning to walk when my family and I moved here, when I was in 7th grade.
This is the neighbor who I've babysat more times than I can count. I've changed his diapers. This is the neighbor who was so little, when he stood on the bed, his eye line was at my chest. He was so young, I didn't break his little arms when he then proceeded to reach out and grab each of my breasts and loudly announce, "You have big boobs!"
I coached him in Under 6 soccer.
He's fucking driving.
Am I really that old?
I saw my neighbor driving a car. This is the neighbor who was just learning to walk when my family and I moved here, when I was in 7th grade.
This is the neighbor who I've babysat more times than I can count. I've changed his diapers. This is the neighbor who was so little, when he stood on the bed, his eye line was at my chest. He was so young, I didn't break his little arms when he then proceeded to reach out and grab each of my breasts and loudly announce, "You have big boobs!"
I coached him in Under 6 soccer.
He's fucking driving.
Am I really that old?
