T: "My bed is really old."
B: "Is not."
T: "It is too!! Mom had it since she was a teenager!!"
B: "Yeah, but that wasn't that long ago."
T: "It was too! Mom's OLD."
B: "T, she is only 40. Forty isn't old."
Great. Frankly I am not really sure how to respond to that.
~Number one, my daughter thinks I am old... Ok, fine.... I thought my parents were old when I was T's age. I'll let that one go.
~Number two, B thinks I am 40 years old. He just aged me by over ten. *sigh* This day better get better.