Oh really?!

Last night James tucked Kennedie into bed, and came out laughing. He motioned for me to come in there with him, then said, "Kennedie, how old is Mommy?"
"30" she says.
"And how old is Daddy?"
"19!"

I'm going to have to have a talk with her. I can just see her repeating that at school...'my Mommy is 30 and my Daddy is 19"

Oh boy!