On the way to the gym this morning, Chad was bemoaning the fact that he couldn't remember the combination of his new padlock.
(Side note: We left our old gym for a brand-spanking new one that's both amazing and about 40% cheaper...it was a no-brainer, even though I miss the guy who reminds me of Grandpa Howard.)
At any rate, this new gym has lockers and you need to bring your own lock to store your stuff. We bought a pack of two padlocks a few weeks ago, both with the same combination (super-smart if you ask me, as long as you're not trying to keep something from your husband or your kids). But for the life of him, Chad can't remember the combination.
"It's really easy to remember," I told him. "It's the age you look, the age you act, and the age you are."
The combination? 27-12-32.
I'll bet he doesn't forget again!
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