Matthew, A Lady's Man Already

My son, Matthew, noticed a photo of a friend on Facebook. "How do you know Aunt Angela?," he questioned. "I went to school with her," I answered. Quite surprised, he responded, "Really?" "Yes, why?," I asked. He wanted to know, "Does she take Botox?" Starting to get annoyed with his line of questioning, "I said no, why do you ask?" He said, "Because she's not all wrinkly, how old is she?" I told him she's my age give or take a year. Yeah, ok, she's one year younger than me but I'm not "all wrinkly," at least not the last time I checked. When he found out her age, he said, "She looks like she's 32." I wish it hadn't been so late or I would have run to the phone to relay the compliment to my girlfriend. Instead, I called her the next day and gave her the good news. Needless to say, she was thrilled. Wow, Matthew, working over the ladies already!