This evening, we were in the car headed to an event that called for me to be dressed in something nicer than my staple running shorts, baseball cap & tank. Emme had already commented that I "looked really nice" before we had even left the house. Especially sweet compliment from a 3 1/2 year old. But once in the car, Emme's compliments took a different tone:
Emme: "Mom, you look pretty."
Me: "Thanks, babe. You look nice, too."
Emme: "Mommy, you look like a younger girl."
Clay immediately began to laugh. My mouth dropped open.
Clay (giggling): "Because mom usually looks older?"
Emme: "Yeah, mom, you usually look real old."
Out of the mouths of babes.
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