How old am I now?

While bringing Auntie to our house to baby-sit yesterday, Ane announced that since Tad had had a birthday, she was now four years old.

“No, you’re three and a half,” Auntie told her.

“I don’t WANT to be three and a half! I want to be FOUR!” she insisted loudly.

“Ane, if you’re not three, you can’t start Cubbies at church this fall,” I told her. Yes, I was lying through my teeth, sort of. Most Cubbies start at age three, but there is no rule about a four year old starting.

But that shut her up real quick, and we haven’t heard her claim to be four years old since.

One Response to “How old am I now?”

  1. Little Cousin's Mommy
    August 15th, 2007 04:49

    When I was six-ish I remember thinking that Mom and Dad had not counted one of my birthdays and I was, therefore, a year older than they kept telling me.