Dan turned 25 on Thanksgiving. Twenty-five! Why is it that 25 sounds so much older than 24?
It seems that a 25th birthday is one of the last “milestone” birthdays. At 16, you can drive. At 18, you can vote and enlist in the army. At 21, you can legally drink. And at 25? You can rent a car without paying nearly double in “under 25 fees.”
You can also apparently run for Congress. Dan is already hard at work preparing for his campaign. Or not.
Okay, I lied. Twenty-five isn’t the last “milestone” birthday. At thirty, you can run for Senate; President at thirty-five. But if you’re an engineer and more technically-inclined, I don’t know if those really count.
Whether he’s celebrating a “milestone” birthday or a regular birthday, I make applesauce spice cake for Dan’s birthday every year. This year, his birthday was even on Thanksgiving and we were celebrating the holiday with my uncle who had a birthday 2 days prior, so we cut back to 1 pie and replaced the second with a cake. As usual, Dan requested apple spice cake for dessert.