um....Fifteen

Teague, Piper and I were downstairs the other day. I was sitting in front of my computer trying to do homework, Piper was laying on the couch trying to read and Teague was bugging both of us. This is the conversation that took place;

Teague:
Mom, how old are you?

Piper:
Teague, I'm trying to read!

Me:
Why?

Teague:
Because you don't look old!

Me:
I'm thirty-four.

Piper:
Teague! Mom is thirty-four and Dad is thirty-five!

Teague:
Dad is thirty-five?

Piper:
YES!

Me:
Yep, he's thirty-five.

Teague:
And you're thirty-four?

Piper:
TEAGUE!

Me:
Yep.

Teague:
You don't look like you're thirty-four!

Me:
Really? Well, how old do I look?

Teague:
Um...fifteen!

Just so you know...I don't like like I'm fifteen.

Here I am at fifteen.



Here I am at thirty-four.



MM's
1- Piper likes to read
2- Teague likes to be an annoying little brother
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