Dad’s 50th
I’m pretty sure that my father would not approve of me letting the world know that he is fifty this week, but I thought I would let you know. You see, to dad he turns 32 every year. Well, to me 32 is NOT any younger than 50 so I don’t get the point. This year was different. He decided to except 50 years. Sort of. We kind of told him he would have to except his old age sometime and this year was the day. I don’t see the big deal with 50. Your half way to 100! YAY! Why not 40? MAybe it was a big deal. I was only 1 years old when my parents turned 40 so I don’t know. Anyway, for my dad’s birthday we gave him breakfast in bed. (Eggs, bacon, grits, fruit ect.) Of course that made me really late for school this morning. That and my sister spent like 5 hours looking for her wallet which was right in front of her face! My parents went to a movie the afternoon of his birthday then out to dinner. My sister and I made a cake for him. He likes yellow cake and chocolate icing. That’s my dad’s birthday!
P.S Can you count how many possessive nouns there are and how many pluraul nouns there are? If you can comment with your answer!
