Well sort of...
Today at lunch, I overhead my 5th and 6th graders talking about the age of one of the other faculty members. It peaked my interest so I asked one of my soccer players how old he thought I was.
28.
Here's his reasoning and I quote: "Because of your interest in growing a goatee." (Brief facial hair stint in the fall)
"And that you're really tall."
Little progress is still progress, people.
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