While enroute from the aquarium last week, Rachel and I got into a discussion about planes. Both of our kids have flown a fair bit, starting when they were a couple of months old. On the other hand, I didn’t fly until I was eight. Until we traveled from NYC to Dallas to visit friends over that summer, everywhere we’d gone, we’d driven.
So I told Rachel that I was eight before I got on a plane. She replied : "is that because they weren’t really invented yet?".
Because that is the most viable answer you know.