"Mom. Before you were married... when did you first meet Daddy?"
"Oh. I don't know. Probably back in..... 1989? 1988? No, it had to have been 1989."
"Was Daddy wearing a mask?"
"What? Was Daddy wearing a mask? No." lol.
"Did you meet in prehistoric times? About 50,000 years ago?"
"Uh, well, not that I am aware of. It's possible, though."
Daddy enters the patio, asks me about the mask, and I let him read what I'm writing.
He laughs about the 50,000 years ago thing.
And then... "Why would I be wearing a mask? Am I really ugly?"
"Well, when I was in Mommy's tummy, I was really confused about things. And then when I was a baby, it was really frustrating. And so I had to grow up really fast. And now I'm a six year old!"