I'll take it

I was going out to get the mail just now and two neighbor girls were across the street playing basketball. They yell out to me, "Hey Regan - want to play?"

I turn around thinking Regan is behind me, which she's not. I yell back, "I'm not Regan, I'm Taylor's mom." They apologize and say they are so sorry.

Don't be! That was the best compliment of the day - someone thinking I am a cute 6th grader.

I must be aging gracefully or I may need to re-evaluate my choice in clothing.