Grouchy

Today we "met" one of our new neighbors. We weren't sure what to think of him. Later, I told you I didn't think he was mean. I said lots of people grow up to be grouchy old men, even if they were nice. You immediately said, "I'm not going to." I started to say I couldn't imagine you as grouchy. Old, yes, but not grouchy. But, before I could, you said, "because I'm not a man."