Mom, did you know you're 210 in cat years?
Nope, I didn't actually. I'm exceptionally proud that she's able to do multiplication in her head... randomly... However, I wish she wouldn't use it as a weapon in her daily goal of making me feel old.
Did that sign just say pee pee?
Turns out it was Pepe's Restaurant. I suppose when you're cruising along at a whooping 30 miles an hour, it's easy to get confused. Or it could have been the fact that her face was buried in her Kindle. Either way, I will never eat there again without thinking about bodily functions.
Dean, you're smushing my spleen...
Mom, what's a spleen?
After I finished laughing, I actually had to admit I had no idea. Best advice I could give her was to ask her Auntie Bear who's a nurse. Maybe we'll both learn something from that one!
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