Age seems to come up a lot in our family at the moment.
Be it Bart heading towards her tenth birthday and double figures.
Or AJ, a week from High School and teenage angst looming.
Jay and I too are feeling the years as we both hurtle towards fifty. A couple of old farts together.
So it didn’t help this morning, while lying in bed, I was smoothing Jays eyebrows flat as they have gotten a bit wild over the last couple of years and I said
“I wonder why mens eyebrows get long and bushy as they get old?”
Like a sleeping dinosaur, one eye opened and just looked at me.
“Older, not old. As they grow older.”