I gave him a perplexed look and said, “The first day of what?”
He thought for a few seconds and replied, “I don’t know…just on the first day. How many were you then?”
Isaiah piped in and said, “I think he means when the earth was created, Mom.” I was just about to correct Isaiah, because that would mean that Julius thinks I’m as old as dirt…and I’m fairly sure I’m not quite that geriatric.
Julius said, “Yeah, that’s what I mean!”
Stick a shovel in me…I’m done!