I tend to have a bit of a Peter Pan Syndrome, always strutting around as if I am forever young. Playful. Childish. Slightly (okay, a lotly) immature. Those are my tendencies.

Well friend, let me tell you about how I encountered my true age. A stark reminder that I have grown up.

That’s right, I attended school conferences and sat in a chair. A student sized chair. Sad to say, this Peter Pan no longer fits.