Growing Old With You by Adam Sandler
I wanna make you smile whenever you’re sad
Carry you around when your arthritis is bad
All i wanna do is grow old with you
I’ll get your medicine when your tummy aches
Build you a fire if the furnace breaks
Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you
I’ll miss you
I’ll kiss you
Give you my coat when you are cold
I’ll need you
I’ll feed you
Even let ya hold the remote control
So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink
Put you to bed if you’ve had too much to drink
I could be the man who grows old with you
I wanna grow old with you
I love you, Chris.
Love, Kate
Are you all just begging for a new post? Well, things have been busy. Chris is working, school, and parenting/husbanding and I am interning/working, schooling, and parenting/wifeing. Michael and Audrey are doing basketball and having a blast. Grandma and Grandpa Staley and I are having great fun yelling,”ARMS UP!” and “GET THE REBOUND” every Saturday while Coach Chris stands with the team trying to keep them from running around the gym.
School is really intense this semester, so I may not get to update as much as I like to. Plus, I have nothing funny, insightful, interesting, or noteworthy to discuss. Except that Michael has a birthday coming up and he is having a GUITAR HERO III party where all of his guests get to dress up like ROCKERS! It’s going to be so much fun!
