HE'S KINDA TALL FOR THREE YEARS OLD
Yesterday, as I was planting flowers to improve our curb appeal, some kids came on their razor scooters and asked if Jared could play. I could tell they were quite a bit older than Jared, but I didn't know how to tell them that, so I figured why not? I got out Jared's scooter, and they said, "That's a baby scooter!" I asked the girl how old she was. "I'm seven and he's 6." Then she turned to Jared, "How old are you?"
"I'm three years old!" he proudly announced, complete with three fingers to show them.
"Oh. He's kinda tall for three years old. Well, we have to go. See ya later!"
Too funny!

On a similar note, when the realtor came to check out our house (to get ready to list it), she guessed that Zach was about 3 or 4 months old. What??? He wears 18 month clothes! And most people think he's over a year. I didn't remember her having kids, and attributed it to ignorance, but later she talked about her two sons. So now I really don't get it. I suppose it's true that you forget how little they are when they're born.