out of the mouths of babes

My cousin T, his wife, his daughter, GB, and I were lazing around the pool last evening. I noticed T’s daughter ME staring at GB for the longest time. Finally she turned to me and blurted out “Ray. Is GB your little boy?” Considering ME is 4 and her father is 64 while GB is 21 and I am 54 the question wasn’t all that strange. It did cause a lot of laughter. But it has caused me once again to question just what the hell I am doing.