Tonight’s bedtime conversation with A:
A: How old will I be when N is 10?
Me: Twelve.
A: How old will I be when N is twelve?
Me: You’ll be fourteen.
A: I’ll be a teenager! Wow! How old will I be when N is twenty?
Me: Twenty two.
A: How old will I be when little A is 20?
Me: You’ll be twenty five. You’ll be a young woman.
A: Were you a young woman?
Me: Yes… I was also a teenager and also a kid. I was also five.
A: How old were you when you got kids?
Me: You mean, how old was I when you were born? I was thirty three.
A: So you weren’t a young woman anymore!
Me: Uhhh (speechless).
A: I don’t ever ever ever want to be a grown up.
Me: Oh?
A: Yes, it’s a lot of work! You have to take care of little kids and take them places. And you have to walk a lot. That’s why.
Yeah, that’s why!
