We went to a Halloween gathering at Princess’s school Saturday before trick-or-treating.  The event was hosted by the church and many members of the congregation were there.  Since we are members of another church I don’t know many people besides those who also work or volunteer at the school.  
I have yet to meet the church’s pastor.  I have probably seen him at different functions and didn’t know it.  There was a friendly man at the party on Saturday so on the way home I asked Princess if he was the pastor.  She said he wasn’t.  I was still curious about the pastor so I asked Princess how old she thought he was.  Dear Husband rolled his eyes and reminded me I just asked a 5 year old to estimate the age of a man she barely knows.  
DH had a valid point so I rephrased my question.  I asked Princess, “Does Pastor M look like a daddy or a grandpa?”  I thought it was an easy question.  She often refers to men in their 50s as grandpas.  Princess thought for a moment and said, “He looks like an uncle.”  Hmmmm, I had not considered that option.
 
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