It's kind of a running joke in the family that everyone thinks my hubby, Steve, is older than he is. We were relatively unknown here in Grantsville when Steve was made a bishop, and a couple of years later he was made the Stake President. His hair has become quite gray, and we have had to laugh at some of the comments from other people.
Steve has an aunt and uncle (Lana and Allen) living in Grantsville, along with his cousins from that same family. One Cousin, Trevor, is only a year younger than Steve. He has had people ask if Allen is his brother, if Trevor is his son, if Trevor's son is his grandson (Our youngest is the same age is Trevor's son.) These funny questions have been going on for the past 5 years, and I always got a kick out of them...until today.
We just moved into a new ward, and most people don't know me. I sat by a young lady today in Relief Society, and introduced myself. She said she knew a B Collings...(This would be Trevor's youngest daughter) are you her GRANDMA?? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
