It's Great to Be 38?!

Rider and I were having a lovely drive back from dropping kids off at track practice. He was rambling on about his life as a 4 year old. He then takes a completely different route in the conversation and asks me


"How many are you?"

I looked at him to make sure that he really wanted the facts and he asks again intently

"How much are you?"

With a smile on my face, wondering how this was going to go, knowing that he rarely even counted that high on the number line, I said

"38."

And this was his response (I had him rein act the face, which actually doesn't even do justice to the original.




After his quick realization that he doesn't speak old people he immediately pulled a U turn in the conversation and got back on course with his previous conversation (that didn't include the number 38).