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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I (20/21) was assumed to be the mother of the children (18 months - 2.5 years) I was nannying all the time, makes sense, but I only got dirty looks while out in the Hamptons and I think taht had more to do with my unstylish dress than my age.
Weirder was people assuming that at 19/20 I was the mother of the 12 year old African American girl that I was a Big Sister for through Big Brother/Big Sister. She found that HI-larious.
I find that HI-larious too, msbelle.
People are strange.
My nephews were often assumed to be my kids when I was out alone with them, which was only a little weird, because I looked older than I was. But I was always quick to correct any assumptions. I think I was only 15 when the oldest one was born.
But my sister, who is 11 years older than I am, looks a lot younger than she is. People just don't know what to make of us. When she was getting married and we went looking for dresses and such, more than half the time, people thought I was the bride-to-be. I was fourteen (or, geez, maybe thirteen? They were married a while before the first kid was born) and not trying for older. Then I was all flattered. Now, I'm just... yech.
When a friend of mine was about 16, she would sometimes take her one year old brother out - she got a lot of dirty looks from people who assumed he was her son.
This kind of thing used to happen to all but my next oldest sister (4 out of 5) who were all old enough for me to have been theirs. At least with the college age ones they didn't get dirty looks.
People are strange.
Oh yeah.
3) One time, out to dinner with a family friend (parents' age), I could totally tell that people at nearby tables were trying to figure out what the deal was. It made me laugh.
I've had that happen too. Except the friend is actually about 10 years older than my parents. The reactions only skeeved us once, and that was when we went out to dinner at a really hoity-toity place when I was studying in Prague. Some people didn't even try to hide what they were presuming.
At around 14 or 15, looking even younger, when taking both my youngest siblings (4-5 years old, at the time) to the movies, I was assumed to be their mother.
My friend B was assumed to be the mother of a mutual friend's daughter, apparently only because they were both blond. When asked "who does she look alike?" regarding the toddler, B calmly answered "my friend's husband" (and it was indeed the truth, too).
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B calmly answered "my friend's husband" (and it was indeed the truth, too).
Ahahahaha. That's brilliant.
My Mom tells a story about being in a store with three-year-old me, my little brother, a neighbor's two kids (and she was pregnant). A couple took a look at her "Kennedy" pin and the man said "I told you all those Catholics were gonna vote for Kennedy."
DH is 17 years older than his little brother. When we started dating, BiL was 2 years old. DH and his brother look A LOT alike so people just assumed when we took him out to stores and restaurants that he was ours. It was an honest mistake.
Currently, the book I'm reading is total spinach. I like it, but I can't imagine giving it to a kid. Sammy and Juliana in Hollywood doesn't suck, but it's not filling me with joy either.
Is Sammy and Juliana in Hollywood the book you're reading now, or is there another book that's spinach, Kat? I looked at the Powell's link for S&J. I might give it to a kid I thought would get into the angry vibe (at least the vibe I'm getting from the description).
My Mom has been mistaken for my girlfriend or sister many a time.My grandmother was mistaken for the wife of her oldest son. However, she was only 17 years older than he, and took much better care of herself than he did, so I think he should have been flattered, rather than insulted. He should have married that well
My older cousin adopted a baby boy and a few years later, adopted a baby girl. Her daughter was a dead ringer for me as a baby, and even years later. The first time Scott met her was at our wedding shower, and he said, "Hey, I thought you were an only child?"
I used to babysit for them, and when I took the kids out, I *always* got the sad look. I was about 15/16. One summer, I went on vacation with them to Weirs Beach. The sad look started getting on my nerves, so I decided to go with it, and pretend I was the mommy.
My friend B was assumed to be the mother of a mutual friend's daughter, apparently only because they were both blond. When asked "who does she look alike?" regarding the toddler, B calmly answered "my friend's husband" (and it was indeed the truth, too).
Hee.