You’ll Have To Wait For Old Age To Be Cute Again

My dad, sisters, and I are talking about kids. Two of my sisters and I are teenagers while the youngest one is seven.

Dad: “Let me put it this way: your kids are cute and then they become teenagers.”

Youngest Sister: “Daddy, am I cute?”

Dad: “Yes, [Youngest Sister], you’re cute.”

Me: “Daddy, am I cute?”

Dad: “You’re a teenager.”