How old are you?

When it comes to asking questions, Reece has no shame. He barely bats an eyelash when asking rather personal questions to anyone. While visiting family in Pittsburgh, Reece started talking to my cousin's next door neighbor. He asked her how old she was and at first she figured he was asking how old her grandson was. He corrected her and said, "No I was asking how old YOU were!" she then looked a little stunned but proceeded to answer him anyway by saying 53. He then exclaimed, "Wow! You are a lot older than our van!" Oh Reece, first rule and very important rule when it comes to women...Never, ever ask their age...ever!! AND never say you are A LOT older than ________ ( and then insert my cringing facial expression)....  thank goodness she was gracious with him but she looked at Ryan like is he serious? Ryan then explained to her that Reece loves to know how old this is or how old that is and then compare. He already knows that I am older than daddy and I am sure that will come in handy for him someday. :)

...& while we are on the subject of Reece... he is clearly not a wallflower.  Im sure he gets that from his father.  Even when conventional wisdom would tell somebody to be quiet, he doesn't seem capable of NOT talking.  Another example of that happened today in a public restroom.  Ryan took Reece & Sofia to the bathroom and it was Reece's turn to pee first so he stepped up to the urinal and dropped trou (which caused sofia to snicker).  Standing at a kiddie urinal next to Reece was another little boy who clearly hadn't mastered the art of aiming just yet.  So Reece says "hey kid, you're peeing on your belt!"  Im not sure the other little boy knew how to respond to Reece, with pants on the ground, calling HIM out for peeing on his belt.  Too funny!