Twenty-seven.
My poor mom thought she was getting a sweet, beautiful baby girl when she had me. She didn't realize she would instead soon have a life size troll doll on her hands. ;) Well it's official. Today I am one year older than I was a year ago. The big TWO SEVEN. I have learned a lot in my short time here on this Earth (like how to down a bowl of chocolate chip cookie dough in no time flat), but one thing I have yet to even begin to grasp is the concept of time. How is it that during different experiences it seems to craaaawl and others it goes by way too fast? Why is it that it seems like just yesterday I graduated from high school and yet when I was in school it seemed as though that day would never come? Same goes for my oldest child starting kindergarten this fall when it seemed as though he would never grow out of the colicky phase as a newborn. I may not ever learn how time works, but one thing I have learned (this past year especially) is that life and it's experienc...