I want to reach that age where I’m so old, everyone just treats me like a child and just keep giving everyone mini panic attacks:
“Here let me help cut the vegetables.”
“Grandma- no. Grandma, put the knife DOWN.”
“No it’s fine I can do it.”
“Wait, grandma that’s not how you-“
“Oh no. I dropped the knife. Let me pick it- ow my back!”
“Grandma…”