Ouch.
All I could do was blink at him. He kept smiling, completely unaware that he had just given me my "I knew I was old when" moment that I'd be reflecting on for the rest of my life. I looked up to check the lighting to see if perhaps I was standing under harsh lights that accentuated my wrinkles, but since that didn't do anything to rebuild my confidence, I just walked away and promptly found a mom I knew to warn her about that horrible person behind the counter.
On a separate note, here's a photo from that party that pretty much sums up our life: Kelsie bouncing around in her own little world (probably telling the other kids how they should bounce), Dylan trying to swan dive off the edge, and me lunging in a panicky attempt to catch him.

The scene changes, but our roles always remain the same (Brian and I are interchangeable in the role of diving to save Dylan).