My 8.5 year old son: "Mom, Michaelangelo is one of the Ninja Turtles' names!"
Me: "I know - the Ninja Turtles have been around since I was a kid!"
My dear, sweet, 8.5 year old son: "But in black and white, right?
Heh. Maybe I am that old ;)
And other good one for you - it's one that he doesn't like for me to mention but that I find utterly adorable.
Last school year, Mister J's class had studied a bit of history that really stood out to him. That day, he came home explaining that he had learned about some things that happened, "...way back in the Nineteens." Big J and I now use this phrase when we talk about things that happened a while back - like graduating from high school, getting married, buying our first house. We find it so sweet, and just a little funny - and it just gives us a happy feeling to remember our boy saying it.
So, even though I wonder some days if I am "old," I keep reminding myself of what I've always believed - age is a state of mind. Apparently, I'm not alone. Hop on over and read this great post by Tsh over at Simple Mom. I, too, agree that the 30s are my favorite decade so far. And I think the 40s are gonna totally rock!