The 19's

As is typical on Sundays, the dog and I were the first ones up.  My son was second--about an hour later. 

I asked him if he knew what happened eighteen years ago today.  "What was the date?" he questioned.  I told him it was 1992.  He informed me, "I don't know anything about the nineteens."  It was quite sweet and humorous.  I chuckled (as did his father when I retold the exchange) and told him daddy and I were married 18 years ago.  Now he knows something "about the nineteens."