My grandaughter is developing quite a sense of humor. At the age of four, she knows how to play me. I have told her my age before, but figured it hadn't really entered her memory. I was wrong!
The other day we were outside, and she asked me to do something, to which I responded "I'm too old for that". She said, "How old are you?'.
I answered "Older than dirt."
Her response was, "Is dirt fifty four?"
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