Well, I suppose he wasn’t really “old” when I married him, but he’s getting up there these days! Just two weeks after I waved good-bye to my 20s, Marcus headed into his 31st year.
At least there’s some consolation in the fact that he’s older than I am.
I wonder if it’s the old age that had him trying to blow out these sparklers before I snapped this picture. Something to think about.