I was 42-years-old when Lucy was born.
By the time she got to high school or college I expected to get some cracks about my age.
BUT! Yesterday I overheard her conversation with the 4-year-old that lives next door.
"How come your daddy," he said, "always looks like a grandpa?"
For the sake of my sanity I am going to assume that this kid has a couple of good looking grandpas.