My Life, As Told Between (Baby Cakes') Naps

T:  So my new partner’s dating this 22 year old.

Me:  Really?  How old is he?

T:  30.

Me:  Wow, I can’t even relate to 22 year olds anymore.  I wonder why men are attracted to younger women? 

T:  I’m sure I have no idea.

Me:  No, seriously.  I know they’re pretty to look at and all, but don’t you want someone you can at least talk to?  I just don’t feel like I’d have that much in common with a 22 year old.  I’m in such a different place in life right now than I was then. 

T:  Yes, well, I told him I didn’t know why he would want to date a young, attractive woman when he could . . . [trailing off, look of panic starting to form in his eyes]

Me:  [Laughing]  Gee, I’d love to see where that compliment was going.

T:  Um, you’re beautiful and I love you?

Me:  Yeah, maybe it’s best we just leave it at that. 

T:  Just dodged the bullet there, didn’t I?

Me:  Only cause it’s the holidays Hon, only cause it’s the holidays.

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