"Ma, what's your second favorite animal?" TheBoyWhoDidNotTalk(much) asked as I diligently prepared our dinner.
"Gosh Son, I don't think I've ever thought about what my second favorite animal is. That's a good question."
"Well, your favorite animal is the cat."
"I do like kitty cats."
"So I think your second favorite is a dragonfly."
"I do like dragonflies," I glanced down at my dragonfly tattoo.
"Or I guess it could be owls. You got a lot of owls."
I nodded in thought, I do have a lot owls.
"And pigs."
Well, he's not wrong.
Walking into the kitchen, "I have no idea why I went back to my bedroom," I told Adult Peanut sitting at the kitchen counter.
"To get your phone?"
"No, that's in my purse."
"Your keys?"
"No, that's in my purse."
"Your wallet?"
"No, that's in my purse."
"Your dignity?"
"No," I smirked at her. "That's in my purse," and then I left for work. I still have no clue why I walked back to my bedroom. I guess we'll never know.
