Yesterday, my first born turned 20 years old.
I don't know how that's possible, since I'm only about 30.
Well, maybe I'm closer to 40.
Anyway, we celebrated.
We have a favorite pizza place that always ends up being the go-to place for birthdays.
Afterwards, we came home to eat the amazing homemade, triple layer German chocolate cake. James and Grandma created it with love, as they always do.
It's a long way from his dream car, but "dream car" and "first car" seldom come at the same time in life.
It's in amazingly good shape mechanically and physically for its age.
Turns out buying your own car, tax/title/license, and a few other must-haves (jumper cables, extra oil for the slight oil leak, a tire gauge, etc.) can put drain on the bank account.
I hope it was a good one for you!
I can't believe that it's been 20 years, but time flies when you're having fun.