We were tying up a few stray ends taking care of things for Goober (bike and camera lens repairs), so we hit up a local Chick-fil-a. We were totally charmed by the little three-year-old girl at the table across from ours. While her older (5) brother behaved, and her new sister (3 months) snuggled with Mom, she looked straight at me and said "Hi! How old are you?"
Later, I told her my age and said that she had to keep it a secret. Turns out that Mom could read lips.
I don't care, just so long as I'm aging I ain't dead.