Eye of the Beholder

Tonight, as Britton lay in our bed, I began my night time regime of washing my face, applying night creme, etc.

Britton says very matter-of-fact to me, “Mommy, you ahhe geddin old”

What?! Why? Me?

Me- “Britton, why do you say that I am getting old? Do I look old’

Britton- “No, bud you’ve been my mome four a long time now”.