My two year old is into asking everyone “How old are you?”
I don’t have the heart to tell her, some people think it’s rude to ask about age, because lately she’s been using this question as her conversation icebreaker. I figure, if people don’t want to answer her question they’ll tell her.
I want her to know that people come in all ages and I want her to feel comfortable talking with people older than her. So here’s how some people have responded to her question.
Our adoption social worker told her, “Well that’s easy for you to remember, I’m 5 5, fifty five.” I loved how confident she was at owning her age.
A parent at Graham’s school, originally from China answered, “Noooo I can’t tell you that!” as she laughed nervously and hurried off.
Today she asked my husband [I think she asks him this question twice a day] and he answered his usual, “I’m forty, how old are you?” And then my son chimed in excitedly, “I am going to pretend I’m forty today”. And my daughter responded, “me too, I’m forty!” How endearing that they want to be exactly as old as their dad. It must mean he makes forty look fun!
I hope my kids learn to appreciate the benefits of every age and that they’re not put off by wrinkles and walkers and age spots. I want them to respect their elders and I can only hope that if a kid asks me my age that I’ll reply certainly and confidently with my answer.