I'm old. Yes, it's official. Today in an attempt to explain to my older son (OS) why he needed to wear sunscreen, I shared a story from when I got a really bad sunburn when I was a little girl. OS looked impressed. I further explained that I wasn't allowed to go outside for three whole days because the burn was so bad. OS kept focusing on the part when I was a little girl. He had an incredulous look at his face. I recognized that look. It's the same look I had when my dad would tell stories about when he was a little boy. It's the "Yeah, right! You were never little! Good one!" look. This was quickly followed by the "You're so old you must have crawled out from under a rock" look. OS even asked to talk to my mom for confirmation of the sunburn story.
A. Elliot's Lesson Learned: Sunburn is scary. The thought of your parents having been children is terrifying.Labels: From the Mouths of Babes, Humor (at least Attempted) |
My older daughter finds it so fascinating when I talk about things that happened when I was a kid. I guess I didn't realize she probably thinks she's hearing about the time when dinosaurs roamed the Earth.