Here's something "funny" that happened on my 35th birthday.
Mom: Happy birthday to my baby!
me: Thanks Mom, but stop calling me your baby.
Mom: You'll always be my baby. So, how does it feel to be middle-aged?
me: I'm not middle aged!
Mom: We'll you're 35, the average life expectancy is 70, and half of 70 is 35, and "half" is the same as "middle," so you're middle-aged.
me: Wtf! That's weird mom logic. (okay, I didn't say wtf, but close.)
me: Well, Mom, if I'm middle aged as your youngest, then you must be old.
Mom: Of course, I'm old, I'm your mother.
Hope you have a good one, dusty.