There was a time last year when I had convinced my children I was only 21, I can't remember exactly what I said to them but I vividly remember them talking about how old I was:
'Mum, you're only 21 aren't you?'
'Yes, that's right sweetheart, I'm only 21!!'
'Granny, did you know that Mum is only 21?'
'Mum, how old will you be on your next birthday?'
'I'll be 21 again!!'
And so on.
So, you can imagine my horror, when I glanced upon Erin's whiteboard and saw such a pretty picture of our little family, along with our ages.
Something tells me my plan has most definitely backfired.
For the record, I'm 34!!