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  • The other day, one of my favourite little friends asked me, "Aimee, are you a grown up?"

    I said, "I don't know, what do you think?"

    "Well, how old are you?"

    "42."

    "Oh, you are definitely a grown up," he pronounced, without any apparent judgment. He went on, matter-of-factly, to describe his criteria for being a grown up. He said that in your teens and "twas" (twenties??) you were not yet a grown up. Ok, fair enough. I listened, enjoying his wisdom and the fact that he had to ask, and that my status was in question, hoping that he wouldn't treat me differently now that he knows I'm "one of them."
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