(In response to someone telling me I look too young to have three kids.)
Xavier: “Well, that’s offensive.”
Caolinn: “How is that offensive? She’s saying mom looks too young to have us. Do YOU think she looks old?”
Xavier: “NOOOOO!!!!!” (turning around to look at me pensively)
Me: “You’re seriously checking, aren’t you?”
Xavier: “Just making sure.”
4 thoughts on “Another Day In Which I’m Made To Feel Beautiful…Or Hideously Old…One Of Those Things.”
OMG – Your kids ARE my kid! You’re right, the world would explode if ever they should meet. It’s bad enough already being the “oldest mother” of a high-schooler at my son’s school…
LMAO. Can’t be worse than being the only divorced mom at the Catholic School. Pariah, thy name is Megan.
ha. hubby is fond of saying, “whatever doesn’t make me stronger kills me.” poor Nietzsche.
Well…then sweet tea is what’s taking me down. I’m pretty sure that’s going to be the poison that does the job.