"Wow, I didn't know that you had a mommy!"

My 3 year old cousin spoke those words in wonderment when I revealed to her that the woman sitting to her right - whom she's known for most of her short life - was indeed my mom.

Now let me give you a little bit of context, the whole conversation came about when one of her older twin brothers, who are 6 years old, asked me if my son has super-hero action figures at home. It went something like this:

Twin 1: Hey, does your son play with superman toys at home?

Me: Ummm, well, no. I don't have a son.

Twin 1: So, you don't even have a family?

He asked this question looking very concerned and a just tad bit sad and to be honest, I was looking at him the same way. Just like his little sister, he's known me and my family for most of his short, little life, too. We see each other a few times a week. Shouldn't he have figured all of this out by now?

Me: Yes, I have a family--

Twin 2: Of course she has a family. Duh.

Finally! I was beginning to think that maybe there was something that I didn't know. He then proceeded to name all the members of my family, but when he got to my mom he says, "but Ms. M, she's your grandma, right?"

Sigh. I guess the gray hair was a dead give away, huh? I'd finally set them straight when the 3 year old turned her attention away from 'Curious George' and said the bit about not knowing I had a mommy.

Kids. Thank goodness they're cute. Actually, it was all very funny. I remember when I was younger, I thought that there were little people inside of the television and that all of my teachers lived at school, so I don't have that much room to talk.