Katie: Mommy, how old do you have to be to get a credit card?
Me: Old enough to have a job to pay for it.
Katie: Do YOU have a job?
My 1st thought: Grrrrrrrr……
My 2nd thought: No, I have a Sugar Daddy.
One day, when my kids are adults, I’m going to actually say some of these things I think. They may go into shock, since I’ll have spent 20 years or more blandly answering their questions. Maybe they’ll blog about their crazy old mom. They’ll claim mental degeneration, but we’ll know it’s just my true colors finally coming through.