Starting yesterday and then again today,
M ranks as my favorite child of the day.
Why, would I have a favorite? ?
Well she thinks I am 24 years old.
And in three weeks I will be 25 !
The other 2 older ones just laughed hysterically.
As they roll with laughter,
I just calmly announce "M you are my Favorite Child today!"
The oldest of course gets indignant and asks,
"Daddy can I be your favorite?"
He replies, "How old am I?"
This of course is after M mistakenly tells him he is "51, Oops, I meant 41."
A quickly tells dad he is "30"
All I can say is "Hey, honey which country is it legal for us to have been married?!?"
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