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.