Thanks.

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. 

On Mary and Joseph

Studying the Nativity story this Advent, and it was brought up that Mary was Joseph's fiancé when she conceived.  Reagan was confused as to how Mary was not considered married, when she obviously had Joseph.

Quinn: "Oh, Mary and Joseph were married when Mary became pregnant."
Mom: "No, they weren't.  He was her fiancé."
Quinn: "That's the same thing, right?  I thought fiancé was French for wife."

Hee hee.  Close, but no cigar.