Max: Mom, how old will I be when Reuben is ten?
Me: Well, you’re four years older than Reuben, so you’ll be…
Me: *sigh* Yeah, you’ll be 14. Hanging out with your friends all the time at the mall….. probably starting to talk
me into getting you a car….
Max: Yeah, well, I’ll need a sweet ride to take out my girlfriend.
Me: Of course.