Tonight I was driving carpool for Jennica's dance class. It was just Jennica and her friend in the car. I wasn't paying attention to their conversation, but, well... here's how it went.
Jennica: Mom, When is your birthday?
Jennica: I mean when is it suppose to be?
Me: ...ummm August 28th.
Jennica (to her friend): My moms birthday is suppose to be August 28th, but she doesn't have birthdays anymore.
Friend: She doesn't have birthdays?
Jennica: No, we just buy her presents and have cake and ice cream, but that's it.
So apparently I can stop counting years. I need to ask Jennica exactly when I stopped having birthdays, because if it was in the last 3 years I will be a very happy 20 something again.