Thread:ElizabethKM/@comment-27108021-20160607235816/@comment-27334049-20160609161901

Several years ago my ID was checked to buy tickets for a rated R movie....and I was so confused. I'm pretty sure that guy needed glasses or had an undiagnosed stroke. But I didn't feel too good about it for too long because a couple weeks later someone asked me how many kids I had. How many? I must need more sleep. :P

My favorite thing to do is get kids to say I'm younger than their parents. My nieces decided their mom (2 years younger than me) was the oldest and I was SO happy. LOL. But then my neighbor is always pointing out that I'm three years older than her, so one day I snapped back that she smoked, tanned, and had two kids, so she would always look older than me. (Couldn't help myself.)  Then about a year later, the kids were talking about their ages and we asked them who was older...and they agreed that mommy was older than Miss Jenny! Score!!!