I had this conversation with Natalie, a 3 year old, one Saturday while I was fitting her for some shoes:
Natalie asks me, "Are you old or young?"
I reply, "I'm young, of course."
Natalie kind of cocks her head to one side, brings her eyebrows together, and looks at me quizzically.
I quickly respond, "You don't think I'm young do you?"
Natalie shakes her head no.
I admit, "You think I'm old, don't you?"
Natalie nods her head and says, "Yes."
Understandingly, I say, "I understand that you think I'm old but I'm really not."
She looked at me with unbelieving eyes.
This keeps cracking me up every time I think about it. I'm so thankful that my age doesn't bother me but then again, when you're young it doesn't bother you.
Knight Owl and Early Bird by Christopher Denise
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