As five of my grandchildren and I were discussing age, it didn’t take long for everybody in the room to figure out that I was the oldest one there, so when one of my grandsons asked me how old I was, I responded truthfully, “61.”
Because I knew that must have sounded ancient to an 8-year-old, I added, “That’s really old, isn’t it?”
Kaden looked at me, nodded in agreement, and said, “Yeah! That IS old. I’m surprised you’re not dead yet!”
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I remember when 30 sounded old.
Answer: I am dead; I just haven’t realized it yet.
Out of the mouths of babes
Ancient but kicking. Funny stuff.