It Finally Happened…

I’m old. Yep, my daughter called me old. She trudged out of her room, her blanket wrapped around her, after lying in bed for about 20 minutes at bedtime. This has become the routine. She tells me she misses me and can’t go to bed. 

Me: Go to bed. You’re tired. You have dark circles under your eyes and you’re staring like you’re tired. 

4 year-old: Yeah, because I’m old. I don’t want to be old like you. 
At this point, Mr. Awesome starts laughing from across the room where he’s sitting on the...