Be quite!
It’s 10 and my wife’s asleep on the couch. Same spot as every other night for, like six months now. This time, she’s got her computer on her lap.
She SAID she used to be a party animal. Is the party over?
Abby: Daddy, how old are you?
Me: I’m XX.
Abby: Is mommy older than you?
Me: Yes, she is darlin’.
Abby: Mommy’s REALLY getting old.
Me: Uh….
Note: I showed this post to my wife (she woke up) before I hit the publish button. In all fairness, she works a LONG day. (Is this OK, honey?)