This morning I heard her elbow "creak" and I said that she must be getting old.
Lynn: I'm not old. I'm a young lady.
Mom: Yes, you are a young lady. I am old.
L: No you aren't old.
M: How old do you have to be for you to think someone is old?
L: I don't know but if you look in the "old" dictionary you can find out.
M: (bite lip so no laughter's heard) I can google it.
L: No, you have to use the "old" dictionary.
M: OK, but is 69 old?
L: No, you have to be a lotta old. You aren't lotta old.
M: Thank you but I feel lotta old.
L: Go look in that dictionary to find out. I know where it is, do you want me to get it for you?
M: No thank you. I'll look it up later.
L: OK, look it up when you are lotta old.
So, guess I'm better off than I thought.