Thursday, March 27, 2008

You Know You're Old When....

The other day, as we were driving home from school, Bubba piped up from the backseat.

"Mommy, you have to be 18 years old to vote for President. Did you know that?"

"Yes, Bubba, I sure did."

"And Mommy? I think you have to be 18 to BE President."

"Well actually, Bubba, I think you have to be 35 to be President," I replied.

"You'd be DEAD by then!"

Oof!

11 comments:

AndreAnna said...

Holy crap. I should start looking at retirement homes.

Burgh Baby said...

Crap, I've only got four years to live!

Tootsie Farklepants said...

Oh boy. And I was just starting to think that 90 didn't sound so old anymore.

Fannie said...

Ahem; I've been in the ground for over ten years. You'd think I'd smell worse than this.

Anonymous said...

haha, remember when 35 seemed ancient? Um, not so much anymore. :)

Anonymous said...

OUCH!! I'm with Burgh. What should I do with the next 4.5 years? Bucket List?

Susan said...

Children, children, if you're dead at 35, I'm floating around as a big ol' ghost nearing 40! Enjoy life on earth while you have it...but I assure you you won't CARE as much about things as you get older. it's very liberating, really :)

Karen said...

Bwahaha! I should be grateful to still be here.

1blueshi1 said...

HEHEHEHE!

Birdie said...

hi there...I clicked your blog from Burgh Baby. What a funny kid story *s* Dontcha just love them?

Wineplz said...

alright I got from crying to cracking up in 1.4 seconds...LOL! That Bubba is a smart fellow! :)