Putting the boys to bed last night:
Luke: Mummy you are really old.
Me: I'm not that old. I'm not as old as Granny. Or Daddy.
Luke: But you are really really old
Me: feeling a bit defensive now, especially as the bit 4-0 is on the very near horizon. Really, I'm not that old
Luke: Do you know how I know that you are really old?
Me: so not liking the way this is going but drawn, like a moth to a flame, to find out exactly why I'm the most ancient woman seen on this planet for several millennia No. Why?
Luke: You said that when you are old you sometimes forget things. And you forget everything. So you must be really old.
So not only am I deemed to be ancient, I'm also suffering from advanced dementia. Marvellous. Skewered once again by the logic of a 4 year old.
I went into my kitchen 4 times last night before I remembered what I went in for.
ReplyDeleteI must be turning ancient!
Got to love kids. I'm regularly told that I'm the fattest person on the planet and that my tummy feels like jelly - if that helps.
ReplyDeleteOut of the mouths of babes.
ReplyDeleteThe bad news is that it gets worse. Much worse. I now actually forget where I'm going when I'm driving, if my girls are in the car they have to remind me otherwise I just keep driving until I remember. There's no hope for me is there?
Don't worry. Mine are always shouting my age out in public. Just to remind me.
ReplyDelete"Mummy, were you born in the 19 hundreds or the 18 hundreds?" was a good one recently.
ReplyDeleteAnd I was told yesterday that I was "nearly 40". I am actually only half-way through the preceeding decade. Humph.
ReplyDeleteI was asked if I lived during the war....I stupidly asked which one!
ReplyDeleteAt least he didn't say you were turning a "strange brown color," the way my childminder's daughter described to me how she knows people are "old"....I thought that was just called a tan? And the insights of a seven year-old draw me to the sunblock....
ReplyDeleteA month ago when I turned 35, my eldest got the number a bit mixed up and spent his day at school telling all his teachers that his mom's turning 55.
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Tell him it's stress, and it's probably mostly his fault.
ReplyDeleteWhen my daughter was describing a teacher who was 'Oldish' the other day, I asked her how old she thought the teacher was. 'I dont know, 40s?' then I asked her how old I was. She remembered immediately that I am 41 and started back peddling. 'The teacher must be much much older. She looks way older than you, mum.' Of course.
ReplyDeleteWhat does he know, he probably hasn't learnt as much in his whole life yet as his mummy (and others of us) can forget in a single day.
ReplyDeleteAt least they're young. My sister told me the other day that I was "looking old".
ReplyDeleteApparently that's "what sisters are for"!
It could be worse. My daughter thinks I'm older than my mother. So around mid-60s!
ReplyDelete'Daddy??' said my Youngest this evening.
ReplyDelete'Yes?' said Daddy kindly.
'Daddy, why do you have no wrinkles, and Mummy has lots?' asked Youngest.
Daddy splurted most of his drink onto his lap, and I remained Singularly Unimpressed.
And I am TEN YEARS OLDER THAN YOU!! So dont panic.... it only gets worse. xxx