Thanksgiving was my 25th birthday! We spent the holiday in Missouri with lots of family. Everyone kept joking about how old I was and how they had to use multiple packages to get 25 candles on the cake. Of course no one really had any right to tease seeing as the only ones younger than me were Danny and the three dogs, but I'm not too worried. At the airport, the Continental employee had to double check my age to make sure I was old enough to sit in the exit row on the plane. Age requirement for the exit row is 15.
I still got it.
I still got it.
