The other day I had a conversation with Tyler that went a little like this...
T: Mom, how old do you have to be to go in that restaurant?
Me: 21. I guess I can't go in, I'm not old enough.
T: Moooommm, you're 31, you can go.
Me: Oh yeah, I forgot, I am old.
T: You're not old mom. You're right in the middle. You're perfect.
Me: What do you think is old Ty?
T: Um, maybe like somewhere in the 40's, and you're only 31.
Me: What is young?
T: Like maybe 20's. (pause) Mom, I wish we could stay one age forever.
Me: Yes, that would be pretty cool huh? I think I would want to be 27. What about you?
T: Um, I think 9.
Oh, little man. Just you wait!
I love this bug!
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