I was tasked to entertain this really cute kid while his mom was running an errand. The toy I had given him was, as he put it, "Spider Man red." I swooned and talked superheroes with him for awhile. Mom came back and had apparently been watching us, enjoying the moment.
"You must be the most amazing mom! How many children do you have?"
I stared back blankly. "Mmaydomhabanyids."
I cleared my throat and looked her in the eye. "I don't have any kids."
Mom's jaw dropped. "But I heard you mention your comic subscriptions and seeing The Avengers on opening day."
Mom blushed. "Well...I guess you would have been a good mom. Or who knows...maybe you will be."
Umm...I am 28. TWENTY-EIGHT.
Parents: don't shame me just because my would-be parenting is way cooler than yours.