We were having a slumber party, the kids and I - all piled in the bed together over Christmas Vacation. Reagan, for some reason, asked me how old I was.
Me: "Well, figure it out."
Colby: "She's 45".
Me: "NO I'M NOT!!!"
Colby: "Well, you're close to 45. Dad's 45."
Me: "He is. I'm MUCH younger."
Reagan: "Well then, how old are you?"
Me: "Figure it out. I was born in 1972, and it's now 2015."
Reagan: "I know, you're 43."
Me: "Yes."
Quinn: "See, Reagan, it went like this. First there was Adam and Eve. Then there was Mom."
WHAT??????? EXCUSE ME????? I get no respect around here.
Wednesday, December 30, 2015
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