Something happened to me this morning.  And it came out of nowhere.  While getting up off the sofa…I made the old man noise.  You know the one.  It’s that gasp that sounds like it’s taking every once of strength you have just to stand up.  You often follow that up with a rubbing of the back or an awkward stretch as you attempt to work the kinks out.

Part of me thinks this occurred because I’ve been moving furniture around the house for the princess.  A sofa here – a chair there – a mattress and bed.  So it’s taking a toll on this young body of mine.

Another part of me thinks I might just be getting old.  In my defense, I’m only 4….ya know what. That’s not important.

I want you to finish the sentence – “you know you’re getting old when…”