We put the boys to bed tonight, and they pulled their usual routine of trying anything and everything to get out of going to bed.
Jace pokes his head out of his room and asks Gene, “Dad? Is Mommy getting old?”
Gene laughed and said, “No, honey, she’s not getting old…. yet.”
Jace then says, “Well, Zander said she IS getting old. I think you need to go take care of that.”