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A story from when I was a little kid.
Back in the day, my Dad liked to go to the horse racing track to do a little betting, and he would bring myself and my brothers along. You know, give our Mom some peace and quiet for a little bit. This also meant that us kids would be able to get some concession stand snacks, like nachos. This was a big deal to us kids. Anyway, one Saturday as we were leaving the race track, some lady came to my Dad and said "Oh how sweet of you to take your grand-kids to the track with you!". My parents had us a little later in life, so he could have reasonably been someone's grandfather at that point. My brothers and I, being little shits, chimed in with "Yes Grandpa, thanks so much! This was fun, we love nachos!". I don't remember if he corrected the lady, but it was a funny story we continued to tell for years and years.
I love this! It made me think of a story with my little sister. She was a surprise late addition to the family and came along when I was a teenager. She was born a little prankster, and because we were so far apart in age we never had any sibling rivalry. I used to install her carseat in my car and go do stuff with her. The one day I had to run errands and I took her along with the promise that I'd take her to the park and for a treat afterwards. She was like maybe 6? We were standing in line in the store and she gets this little smirk on her face, makes sure that other customers can hear her and goes "hey Mom, can we-" and I turned around and (not hard) backhanded her across the face and said "I'm not your mom, shut up!" She just started giggling. She loved calling me mom in public and did it every chance she got. It didn't help that she always looked more like me than pur actual parents. I got so much judgement for being a "teen mom" lol.