So I like when my daughter tells me I am younger than I am. It makes me feel youthful and beautiful.
Then the other shoe falls and we have conversations like this:
H: Mommy your 50!
M: I know you didn't just say that I was 50. I am not 50.
H: OK OK your 90!!
How she went from 50 to 90 boggles my mind, but I think I will take the 50 over the 90. Even though I am only 33. Sigh!!
But she best be glad I love her because I could just hurt someone that said that!!!
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