Joys of Old Age

Elliot and I were walking out of church when he saw a woman of very short stature. She was about his height. As we walk away, he says, "she must be very old."

He has heard Caleb talk about getting taller, then starting to get shorter as we get older. In his mind, she didn't have a genetic abnormality, she was just about 200 years old. Makes perfect sense.