More more *more* things they say
Me: "Ooh yes. Not that I know much about fashion, being an old mother.."
Her: "You're not an old mother! I've only had you for..." *counts on fingers* ".. six years, so you're not old at all!"
And the baby, this morning, running outside onto cold tarmac in bare feet...
Me: "Wait a minute! Shoes?"
Her: "No - FEET!"