The other day Freya was playing this game on her iPad called “My Town: Grandparents” and she was showing me all the stuff the grandparents owned.
Freya: Jenn, what is this thing? (points at tiny object on the screen)
Me: That’s a cassette tape. We used to listen to music on them back in the day.
Her (with an incredulous look): What’s a cassette? How do you use it?
Me: With a tape deck. That thing right there (points to boombox in the corner of the screen). (I further explain how they work).
Her: That’s really weird.
Same game, different conversation:
Freya: Jenn, look at these clothes. This is like stuff you would have worn as a kid (points to a one piece bright paisley bell bottom jumpsuit with a matching headband).
Me: Frey, that is a style from like the 60s.
Her: Are you sure?
Me: Totally sure.
Her: Oh. I thought it was the 80s style. Are you sure you didn’t wear stuff like this?
Me: How old do you think I am?
To be fair, however, when I mentioned previously that I was 37 years old and so I knew a few things about life, she told me she had thought I was only 25. I hugged her and told her she was my favorite child.
