My sister and I told my mother we were throwing her a party for her 90th birthday.
“Not everyone knows I’m 90!” she said.
“Well, it’s good we tell them,” I said. “We told everyone that Dad turned 90 last year, and we don’t want people to think he robbed the cradle.”
Mom saw the sense in that, and we sent out invitations to friends and family, and even though a few people couldn’t make it at the last …