I sat at a table with four Kindergartners, all of them sure they wanted to be sitting next to Violet -- except for Violet who wanted to be sitting next to Ashton. They played musical chairs and I attempted an interview.
It was National Teach Children to Save Day and Zions Bank was all over it with propoganda visors, pamphlets for the parents and games and activities for the kids.
I was asking a bunch of six-year-olds why they thought it was important to save.
"So you can buy stuff," was the most common response.
Somewhere in the midst of children on the other side of the room telling the banker they had a turtle and why their parents like Hawaii, Ashton turned to me and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "You look 20 or 21."
I smiled appreciatively.
"You're close!" I responded warmly. "I'm actually 24."
Gee, I thought. That must sound ancient to a six-year-old.
"That's cool! My mom's 25."