Every Sunday morning I make a fry, it's the only day of the week we are all home together, except during the turf season when I may have to do declarations when I may be gone for two hours.
Anyway, today my daughter comments that Daddy is oldest at the table. He corrects her and informs her that no, Mommy is actually the oldest (by 3 days... he's my toy boy). She looks between us both and says "but Mommy can't be the oldest, Daddy you have lines on your face!". I started laughing, to which he asks what she means by lines.. and she replies with "the lines old people get on their head and eyes".
Couldnt stop laughing, yay me for no wrinkles! Hahaha!