Caroline was feeling a bit under the weather yesterday. I told her she'd be missing her ballet class, and that she could make it up later this week or next week. She argued about it, proclaimed herself fit for dancing, etc. I pointed out the bags under her eyes, since they are the obvious sign of her not feeling well.
She ran to the mirror to check out her eye bags and subsequently gasped.
"Wow, I look ELDERLY. You know, like you."