Today is my 41st birthday.
My kids are more excited about it than I am. For me, it is just another Wednesday. I go to work and I spend most of my day in the office working on newspaper stuff.
But to my kids a birthday means cake and ice cream. It means birthday dinners and presents.
This year is weird. I turn 41, but in my mind my mom is still 40. Obviously she is not, for whatever reason when I pict…