I introduced myself to a little girl, and said I was Izzy's mom.
I was hoping to make her comfortable.
"YOU are Izzy's mom?"
"YOU are Izzy's mom? For real??"
"I am sweetie."
"You can't be."
"You're way too old."
"How old do you think I am?"
"Geez, like 40 or 50 or maybe even older?"
"You are really good. I am 40!"
"My mom is so much younger than you."
"Yep. She's only 35."
I didn't think anyone would guess my new age yet.
I was wrong.
Kids are so smart.
I am this old, and this short.
Look at where my head hits the door.
Then look at these two.
Next time I'll put on the heels and the eye cream.
Time to get some beauty sleep so I'm ready for another day at school...