My 4-year-old son just asked me how old I am.
"Guess," I said.
"60?"
"Uh...no."
"80?"
"Not quite."
"90?"
"No!"
"20?"
"That's better."
My 6-year-old daughter just interjected."She's 39. On her birthday, she's gonna be 40."
His answer? "I think she's 99."
Haaaaappppyyyy Biiiiirrrrrtthhhhdddaaayyyy ttttoooooooooo youuuuuuuuuuuu...soooooooooooooonnnnnnn!
ReplyDelete40. You'll have to tell me all about it.
And you are SO not going to be 40. Looking at you, I sooner believe the 20.