As Sadie headed to bed tonight, she kissed me on the cheek. Then she told me how much she loves my skin because it's so soft! As she stroked my cheeks, she said she wishes she had soft skin like mine. I assured her that her skin is soft as well, but she insisted that mine is a different soft.
She struggled to find just the right words--
"Yours is so...um...it's just so...wrinkle soft!"
I think there's a compliment in there somewhere. (Why do I suddenly feel so old?!)