There's been this kid running around my house the past few days, whom I suspect may be related to me in some way, so yesterday M and I took her to the park. It was okay at first but by the end of things I was reminded of why, if I wasn't gay, I'd be getting my tubes tied. Not saying all kids are horrible or anything but they're just honestly not for me. Anywho, at one point M and her agreed I wasn't strong(lies and slander) so M carried her around on her back a bit. Somehow this lead to the kid asking questions.
Kid-thing: And how old are you?
M: She's 21.
Kid-thing: What?! Nuh uh!
Kid-thing: *says something I can't hear, M bursts out laughing*
Me: *stops and turns around* What'd she say?
Kid-thing: You're too small to be 21.
Me: I am not.
Kid-thing: Uh huh. You're really short.
And so, for the rest of the day, I was dubbed 'short 21 year old'. She also concluded at some point, having met my siblings, I was lying about being the oldest kid in my family since I'm 'the littlest sister'. :\