Out of the mouths of babes

I have to preface this story by saying that Samantha gets embarrassed or annoyed when she thinks I'm going to tell it, so if you read the blog and happen to see Samantha later, please don't mention it.

The other day we were all in the car going somewhere or other, and I was telling Amy about a minor medical thing that had happened to me earlier in the day that I couldn't really explain. Since it happened after being awake a lot of the night with Joshua, followed by swimming for an hour and then drinking a large cup of coffee, I thought it might be related to the combination of exhaustion, exertion, and caffeine. Samantha had her own opinion.

Samantha: You know what I think it is, dad?
Me: No, Sam, what do you think it is?
Samantha: I think you're just getting really, really old.

Uhm ... gee ... thanks dear.