Over the weekend, I learned how my mother introduces/describes her children. “Hello! This is my son Danny, this is my son Matt and this is my XX-year-old daughter Cathy.” It was funny the first time I heard her do it. After she did it the second time, she had to change it. “This is my son Danny, this is my son Matt and … where did Cathy go?”
Danny’s always first.
I have to say, and it’s ture, I heard more comments from people that they would never place you as XX, especially after having 5 children. You look great and no one would ever guess your real age.
Could be worse… she could still be telling people your age in months. 😉