A conversation between my daughter Katie Beth, who is 21, and my caboose kiddo Christa, who is 7:
Christa: Katie Beth, when I grow up, I am going to have a car and a motorcycle!
Katie Beth: Well, I'll borrow your motorcycle all the time.
Christa: No you won't! You'll be too old!
Katie Beth: How old do you think old is, Christa?
Christa: Like 90.
Katie Beth: When you start driving, I'll only be 30.
Christa: Well, yeah--you'll still be old!
Of course, Christa did not share her plans about having a motorcycle with me. And if 30 is old, I don't know what she thinks I am--besides tired.
And Christa doesn't know that Rob and I plan on her brother and sisters teaching her to drive. So she'd better treat them nicely and not razz them about their age.
Labels: age, Christa, Katie Beth