Not Old

This morning, Alexander climbed into my bed to wake me up. After a few minutes of grogginess, I reached out and said, "Give your old Mommy a hug!"

He giggled. "Mommy, you're not old!"

Me: Why thank you. I was just joking. I wonder who you know who *is* old?

A: Me and Brianna. We're old.

Me: I didn't mean old like a big kid, I meant like an old person.

A: Ohhh. Grace is old! [Grace is our 11 year old cat]

There followed a discussion of different family members and whether they qualified as old. "Old" according to Alexander is "When they get kind of worn out." Here were the verdicts:

Mommy -- not old
Poppy -- not old
Granny (Firmin's mom) -- old
Grandpapa (Firmin's dad) -- kind of old, not very
Grandma (my mom) -- not old
Grandpa (my dad) -- after a long pause to consider -- not too old
Great Grandma Betty -- "oh yeah, she's *really* old!"

Gotta love those snuggling in bed morning conversations, especially when you are deemed "not old"! :o)