The day before Kevin's birthday, I was sitting at 5 Guys (the burger joint) with my niece Lorin. She asked how old Kevin was going to be. When I told her "44," she seemed surprised.
"Forty-four? He's in his forties? He's forty-three and going to be forty-four?"
I assured that yes this was true, and Lorin expressed that Kevin was old enough to be a Grandpa, if he was indeed the long-toothed age of 44.
Then, Lorin focused intently on me.
"And you look like a grandma," she declared, pointing toward the outer corner of my eyes. "You have these wrinkles."
What can you do but laugh? That Lancome eye cream must not be working. :-)
1 comments:
And we'll be working on tact...
For the record, you look nothing like a grandma.
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