Urban: ”Mommy, how old is Daddy?”
Me: “40”
Urban: ”Is that old? Because I don’t want my parents to be old people.”
Me: “Well, I guess that depends on your perspective.”
Urban: ”He doesn’t have old hair.”
Me: “You mean grey hair? Yes he does.”
Urban: “Where?”
Me: “On the sides.”
Urban: “Well, you don’t have old hair.”
Me: “I’m younger than Daddy.”
Urban: “Good. At least one of my parents isn’t an old person.”
