Kamy came into my room today, telling me that tomorrow was 70's day at school, and that she needed to dress up like "The Olden Days". When I asked her what that meant, and how she wanted to dress up, she said "Ya know, like the Pilgrims. That's the Olden Days. I need to look like that."
So I guess I was born in the time of the pilgrims.
But that's not so bad. A few weeks before, Kamy asked me how old Grandma Weber was and what year she was born. When I told her, she said "Oh. Was that when Jesus was born?" (sorry mom)