Sometimes, Mila (9 years old) gets worried about my age. She doesn’t think I’m old or look old, she thinks the number is old… Mila: “…mamaaaan, I don’t like you being 40” Me: “yes I know but that’s ok…I mean technically I’m 44” Mila: “Yes I know but I don’t like it! Can’t you be…30 for instance?” Me: “:-) yes if you want…I’m 30 in my head anyway..” Mila: “Ok…let’s say you’re 34” Me: “ok cool, let’s do that. What about papa? What age shall we give him?” Mila: “Umm…46?” (he is turning 47 this year) Me: “Really? You want me to be with someone older than me”* Mila: “OK…44” Mwouahahaha * For the records, I dont have an issue with it.