I don’t know how long it’s going to last but I still get mistaken for someone much younger. Today at a shop a woman thought The Daughter and I were sisters. Granted she is now taller than me, so I can see how that can happen. Then in the gym, a middle school guy came over while I was treading away and asked me what school I went to. I think he was bing a little fresh. Still, God bless good genes.