Yesterday was Matt’s birthday. (Happy birthday, little bro!) The girls and I were in the car and this happened.
Super L: How old is Uncle Matt today?
Me: 29. (HA HA, btw. I didn’t make any old man jokes at your expense yesterday, but the blog is fair game.)
Little Miss G: You’re older than him.
Super L: Why is Uncle Matt bigger than you if you’re older?
Little Miss G: Because he’s a man!
Me (thoughtfully): Well, honey, I don’t think Uncle Matt really is all that much bigger than me. We’re almost exactly the same height. (Sorry, Matt, but it’s true.)
Super L considers this for a moment, and then says:
“Yeah, but he’s flatter.”
Umm… Thanks??? or Ouch???
Flatter than me. →