"Hey, Mom, look at this really old quarter I found!"
I peered at the thing.
1987.
I was twelve then.
"I'm older than the quarter!" I exclaimed.
"Whoa," Middle said.
Hubby asked to look at it, and then pointed out it's not so much that it's old as it is beat up.
At least he didn't laugh.
After all, he was older than twelve in 1987.
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