Getting old

Time flys when you are having fun.  We have been so busy these past few weeks and of course I get more behind on the blog.
Oh well. :)
I don't usually think about how old I am, but Carter got me thinking about it the other day.  I was in the kitchen getting supper ready when Carter comes up to me and brushes his hand down the side of my leg and says, "mommy are you getting older?"  I told him that I am getting older everyday. :)
I must have looked really worn out and tired to him.  I hope my looks aren't aging too fast.