This is what we hear during dinner tonight:

Thomas:  "Y’all are getting old."

Me (not quite sure where in the world this is coming from):  "WHAT???!!!"

Thomas:  "I mean y’all look good and all, but think about it…I’m mowing the grass, we’re cleaning the kitchen after dinner…we’re doing everything….maybe it’s not y’all getting older, we are."

** s i g h **

(can I say dammit, too?)

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